The poet reflects on death and rebirth. Make me more simple. Extinguish the greater part of my life. If to burn is my destiny, permit me to turn to ash the dry leaves at the feet of trees so that they might one day become a greater forest. Tell the sad stories to the sky: the orchid … [Read more...]
Poets
Three Poems
Eden Roads are not completely paved, And homes are still whitewashed With a limestone paste. There are even kenari trees Still throwing their shadows On a pair of newlyweds Who must seek at the river’s bottom What scales remain of the Milky Way. But this young couple prefers to fixate … [Read more...]