as wood is grey and bricks red dust
fallen beams church each space
as pigeons dance under slate
a house with unlocked doors
under a sky beclouded
each window glazed with light.
what a fantastic imagination.....soo true...love it! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Enchantingly expressive, Leslie. A pleasure to read.