forms that i
love seeing
even for a long time:
black bird
on its perfect set of
three wings
against the
light of the sun
Buddha with three
heads
in deep meditation
Christ rising
pushed up
to the heavens
heaven opening
like a mouth
all teeth like
candles
throat like a tunnel
swallowing
emptiness....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem