Below is the poem entitled The Voices which was written by poet
Pangelov. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I collect eyes. Burnt ones.
Of the last summer.
Arms chopped off.
By a tide of sand.
Reflections of uncollected water.
You, hunter of flowers…
Oh, sea goings!
Winds in the sails of the white ships.
The swelter of August swallowed you.
But today it’s September and the oval autumn.
And your voices I hear…