A daily poem #349 – March 11, 2011

A poem
by Ghirmai Yohannes

Unjust Praise
(translated from the Tigriny by Charles Cantalupo and Ghirmai Negash)

In the beginning
The spirit moving
Upon the face of the waters
And in the breaking waves
Tasted salt

And I see fields of it
Drying on the shore.
We let in shallow lakes of sea
To evaporate,
And the salt

Accumulates along their edge
Thanks to the sunlight:
Crystal white,
Enough for everyone,
Harvested and sold

In every shop and on the roads:
Salt!—
In proper measure
Bringing out the taste,
The flavor and spirit

Of our food, hot or cold.
Why should pepper get
So much admiration
When salt does all the work?

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~ by Chris Hibbard on March 11, 2011.

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