A SHELL hides its flesh
away from the flesh that thrives
on the flesh of others
hard stubborn house that keeps
something so fragile
soft and sweet
not because it keeps all these
wonders
to itself like a narcissus
but because it has the power to destroy
what lies so peaceful
what is placid and innocent
it shall not divulge it shall not devour
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem