Reawakening an interior sadness although not quite feeling
it's intensity, protecting self from all tears that would
be falling otherwise.
Watching other people interact, taking time to see their
body language, gestures, facial expressions, taking them
into consideration as I write.
A repertoire of concepts unfolding from all these precepts,
being placed in many poems of feelings that will touch
each of them in turn when one day reading them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem