Almost more silent than ever
Eugene slipped back into the corner
Observing at a defending distance
when several fellows gathered around **.
She, at the centre of the stage,
with a heightened sense of drama
addressed every audience with her eyes
then started telling her wonderful experience
could a gossip topic be such nicely presented
her hands waved up and down
her face brightened with zest
her tone filled with enthusiasm
the audience, intrigued
(exchanging jokes and laughing..)
At that moment her eyes met Eugene’s
almost quite coldly
and Eugene merely retreated
(May 31,2004, edited on April 2006)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem