After Making Love.... Poem by RIC BASTASA
After Making Love....
IT HAS ARRIVED,
The echo. echoed from
another
echo, eons and eons
ago,
same feelings, loneliness
fighting against
loneliness,
different languages,
flowers turning
into poetry,
these petals of tulips
plucked one by one
after
we made love on the sofa
on closed selves the poems
coming
one after another, and i
said, where did you copy
all these?
they all sound the same.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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