Grey waves break with a roar
Upon a listless shore.
How dispossessed we are by grief
and by the thief of Death,
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I'll try to see how it would sound in neohellenic, Tom.I liked it so much.
Grey waves break with a roar and the ruthless innocence itches sorrow. Tide foam clings life. Amazing poem is beautifully penned. Wise sharing is done really...10
Thank you, Kumarmani. The first line is a slight adaptation of the first line of a poem by the Spaniard Becquer.. olas gigantes os rompeia bramando which is great waves break with a roar. It was a grey day on the beach at Lytham, near where I live and in keeping with my feelings then.
It would be interesting to read it in your language, Dimitrios. If you do one would you let me have a copy. And thank you, Poet Express (that's a lovely psedonym by the way) . Just on an information point, the first line is based on a line by the modern Spanish poet Becquer. The Spanish is Olas gigantes que os rompeia bramando Great waves which break with a roar.