Images
Do they convey?
They do seem to be
something they are not.
Clothes dried on a rope
- two ends tied to two crosses
in a graveyard
Brown birds, brown nest
- on a withered tree
- another on the transmission tower
What do they convey?
Life dependent on modernity
or on the grave of ancestors
or on the life of others?
Think, think, what life depends on?
Is dependent life, a life?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem