In the deep of night - out of nowhere -
dozens golden butterfy
assemble
and disassemble the moment
on me dwelling's wall.
Like in violin's edging diminuendo
some dimly thought
- before it flash - vanish'
in the dark
silentier than light..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
assemble and disassemble, the moment on my dwelling's wall. very beautiful lines well written poem,