He didn't hold me that night.
Hard as it was, he was alone.
That moment hard as it was.
As he was in me a spring.
As he was in me a flood.
As that moment in me was.
Another him died in me.
And me with him, not of him.
Another who in me renains.
(Translated by Andrew Fentham)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem