About a Dolphin

Written by: Bozhidar Pangelov

The life is blooming slowly
at the white candles –
chestnut trees under my window.
In the sea angles the transparent cupolas
are rising –
dolphin tombs.
No, not for the first time
life is blooming in death,
by the eyes of the beauty
frozen by the jump…
A picture –
the wavy movement
of the brush, by the hand
wrested.

The Sea is dead.

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This is a link that shows a dead dolphin with bullets from a vending machine in the Black Sea.
http://www.vchera.bg/synqt-na-edin-razstrelqn-delfin/