some poems are not perfect
because the mind and the heart
fail meet eye to eye
usually it is the mind that fails
to deliver, going to where it
does not belong failing
the disciplinary test
the heart begs everything to be
in place, so that
the world can amplifly
itself to her as she interpretes
the input word by word, image by image
- in correct sequence
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem