This ambiguous being
where the humming of truth blends
with the sweetness of myth
and the expected poem
with memories whose heroic images are overblown
and where there is
a lonely photograph that
I stand in front of as if it's a mirror
whenever the hidden questions multiply
and sneak towards me
from the holes in the family tales
amputated by necessity.
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow deep poem writen so artistic n great! Nice wording. Pls coment my latest poem.