birth of a man means holes
and charred crushed roots
lopped off to ponder this propulsion
slow.
scrape and rotate up to the peak
sink with explosions
explosions of the summer, kicking
your womb spun from ice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really like this a really good poem. A great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, The Indian Way.