while she was at the height of her
fury
like a dragon spitting fire on him
and not stopping
he merely looks at her unaffected
though a portion of his lips twisted a bit
as though saying this woman is impossible
when will she disappear?
she is emptying herself and she wants all
the fire to burn him
but he knows how is it to be a rock
and a salt
he has mastered the art of being a nobody
and hence he thrives
she is fading and then the night swallows her
including her shadow of doubt
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem