Sometimes, when sitting alone,
I feel your lightness come upon me
Watching my shadow run
toward the brightness of your smile
And like a child,
lost again for the first time
I am carried away in your moment,
—as you bring my shadow home
(Strafford Pennsylvania 1976: 2nd Anniversary to Kathy)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brilliantly luminous. That so-oft ambiguous concept we label love, painted here in strokes of light. Compelling and original.