Hush hour. Saffron light.
Once, twice
their beaks epée:
she bobs her head
once, twice,
in a flurry of wings he mounts her
and at the end, 'Peace' she says,
he says 'Peace':
the only word they know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sweet. saw it happen here too, recently.