Can you remember the sky is blue
When I looked into your eyes,
That faded gaze a blind man gives
A house on a vanished mountain.
A naiad dries a tear and pulls back a
Dress of waves.
There is nothing in it but the sound
Of spoons clapping onto empty graves
And skeletons looking out from their
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem