I lost it somewhere and in the mirror I watched my face,
It's not me somebody else that resembles the lunatic who drowned in the singing river on a full moon day?
* To those who drowned in shallow waters.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very sad. You always give yourself away in words in such a genuine way. But, in any case, your identity as a poet is intact. Excellent write. Warmest regards, Sandra