The reflection of the remains of the sun
In a picture that became monochrome due to the evening
The vision of that point of illumination
And the power went off at home
An aphorism, which is not a poem, said someone somewhere sometime
I disagree, some aphorisms haven't made it to the mind
Made it to the line
All the unthought is poetry
The power's just back on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem