I can feel in my gut that this is a beautiful poem...
but, like the last one, I cannot understand it...
perhaps the problem is that much of the syntax and meaning are simply being lost in the translation into English...- Michael Firewalker
"satishverma wrote:
A window
shuts on fire for a deliberate
withdrawl from conflicts.
The virgin iron
becomes a corpse
under the golden
amnesia of hot greens.
Dear Satish,
These words seem to speak straight to my soul.
Blessings- Being
but, like the last one, I cannot understand it...
perhaps the problem is that much of the syntax and meaning are simply being lost in the translation into English...- Michael Firewalker
A window
shuts on fire for a deliberate
withdrawl from conflicts.
The virgin iron
becomes a corpse
under the golden
amnesia of hot greens.
These words seem to speak straight to my soul.
Blessings- Being
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