never mind
technique, or the
mastery of
language, all
these are the
peripheries,
what matters
most is the
acceptance that
we are all
pachyderms,
selfish, and
well, who cares,
we all write for
our own
happy consumption.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
selfish, and well, who cares, we all write for our own happy consumption.... //.... Nicely articulated poem that brings to fore the reality of life. Thanks.