I Found Poem by Blanca Varela

I Found



I haven't looked
customarily if I hear a bird's song
I say (to nobody) Hey: a bird!
or I say, what color was it.
and the color really isn't important
but the space in which an enormous, nameless flower moves
the space full of a nameless splendor
and my eyes, fixed, nameless

Translated by Michael L. Smith

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