Poems

by Limam Boicha

As I listened to that old and beautiful song
its fine words were baptised by the flames
igniting the bonfire of this poem

An incandescent lighthouse
lit up a solitary boat
guiding it
through the tropics
to the safe haven
of the Caribbean

But I listened to that song
and in the smoke of the bonfire
its poetry
sparked

The literal translation of this poem was made by Tom Boll

The final translated version of the poem is by Sarah Maguire

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