Tuesday, June 25, 2013
it happened in Romania
A modern girl sits beside the Black Sea shore,
turning poverty and yesterday's tomorrows
into something beautiful.
Her poem sails a distant ghost ship
manned by Scythians on contingent winds
ever northward to unknown Russia
and unwritten tales of Baba Yaga's mischief.
On board is a boy touched by magic.
He stares landward toward his vision
of a girl beside the Black Sea shore,
writing a poem beyond tomorrow.
Who knew these waves held such power?
~ TB, 2013