By Thomas Page
The Untranslatable
This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem.
The ocean, despite our efforts, is a structureless plane
Open to the refracted light on the lunar surface
Casting a reflection even more beautiful than Narcissus’
Every night when the waves ease into the shore—
The highway of sailors and merchants.
Language: Swedish
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