Clear diamond heart,
I have been hunting death
Among the swords.
But death abhors my shadow,
And I come back
Wounded with memories.
Your eyes,
For steel is amorous of steel
And there are bright blue sparks.
Your lips,
I see great bloody roses
Cut in white dead breasts.
Your bed,
For I see wrestling bodies
Under the evening star.
From the Turkic.
Things Seen In A Battle
Edward Powys Mathers (as Translator)
(1)
Poem topics: heart, hunting, star, evening, blue, white, shadow, great, clear, bright, diamond, death, steel, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
About Things Seen In A Battle
Things Seen In A Battle is a poem by Edward Powys Mathers (as Translator). This page includes the poem text, poet information, related topics, comments, and similar poems.
Write your comment about Things Seen In A Battle poem by Edward Powys Mathers (as Translator)
Best Poems of Edward Powys Mathers (as Translator)