As tightly as I held,
The moss-laden parapet,
I still feared slipping
To the assumed ground,
Unseen.
Before catastrophe set in
I awoke.
The day after
I gave birth to this poem.
Like it or lump it...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Before catastrophe set in I awoke... your dream of saving yourself from the fall...... may be it is very symbolic of ur life. is it? very nice poem+ short and sweet dear poet. tony
Thanks very much for your encouraging words.