Skirting on the periphery
your engaged pre-occupation
slides the half-pipe rotational
on the backward tidal
that drains to an inlet...
lush
to await your flush...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Having been raised near to and under the influence of an Amish community, I must rfrain from commenting here. However, from an engineering viewpoint it is an observation of merit. Hx