and with good fortune
the experience grows itself
into a poem; so that
the poem then may seed itself
into a new experience;
like two young lovers
one the poem’s beginning
the other the poem’s end,
looking, looking, in a crowd of thousands,
seeing each other, running toward –
the crowd so alien
then so soon, love.
M this is...so you... pensive, intriguing, sublime. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the anatomy of a poem, as told in a poem. Amazing what young love can produce, w/ or w/out a condom. Nice work.