Cacti, gnarly, soft gentle bumps coming from within them,
making beautiful pictures of the Arizona desert here at
the 32nd Street Café.
A fluid and vibrant cozy atmosphere where people meet
and talk, an inviting environment titillating minds of
people with like thoughts.
Regaling wonder and curiosity of life, attuning it to
innate knowledge and wisdom of every individual meet-
ing in a secret meeting of the minds, a political bent
to be sure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem