My wife doesnt
Know how to
Write a poem-
But we lie
together
On the beach-
the sky like the
Womb of
An angel-
The favorite color of
A stewardess-
and our child-
somehwere in the
Grotto
Like a dolphine sleeping beneath
Her ribs-
metamorphosis
underneath her
heart-
airplanes sleepwalkers
in the sky
each wave a moment's breath.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem