in the beginning
there was no end
the ground we
walked on was
a memory
our shadows
false stories
our clothing
space without time
darkness was the
color of angels
and the stars did
not weep
2.25.98
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
- - - - '' the ground we / walked on was / a memory our shadows / false stories '' - Italian: '' il suolo su cui / camminammo fu / un ricordo le nostre ombre / storie ingannevoli '' - - - -