This fish's brain
Is filled not with water
But with sky

Not water
But a longing to fly
This fish's body

In the full ocean she
Is making herself empty
Continuously, century upon century

Passing by
big and small fish,
this fish sunk in thought
asks herself,
Where did your ocean

Swimming the fish
repeats this question
like a prayer-mantra
The fish doesn't know
that the sky has filled
her brain

That her skull has already begun
to crack open
from the inside


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This poem is really cool beccause finh


nice one


it is good , but why you didnt keep the hindi poem . i was finding hindi poem .
The PTC replies: We did keep the Hindi poem: https://www.poetrytranslation.org/poems/193/Fish/original

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