The old sugar mill
The sharp and silent eyewitness
Of passion love crime
Like a double edged knife Love twists its blade and makes us squirm or be really brave.Do we dare step off the cliff? A ten from me
this poem reminds me of agatha christie's work. one who sees beyond the norms, the basic things, the vibes of the wicked. good one silvia.
This is lovely. It puts the scene before me and sends a shiver down my spine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Where beauty and brevity meet. Quite wonderful, this is.