Under Water
by Stefan Ovidiu
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
Even my dreams
cry
sometimes,
for the souls of transported soldiers
buried so deep
beneath
the water mark.
They lost
their fortunate stars,
far from home's capacious skies
and their lovers' eyes,
unborn to the womb
of the earth's great lies.
I awake in the night
hearing the sound of the sea
breathe with you,
sighing, distracted,
probing the declivities
of a land so full of tears and stars.
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