great sculpture paintings
assumes inspiring dimensions
poems written without words
white space is swift knifed
impaled upon the sharp blade
of struck poetic conscience
poets felt with an inner eye
truth beauty cruelty perceive
with degrees of perspective
juxtaposition pulse
bleed cut veins red
as incision needed
feel touchstone conscience
weep defining moral ethical
character intent of our world
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem