NO LINE AND NO POEM AND NO DREAM AND NO HOPE
No line and no poem and no dream and no hope
No Love and no Loss
No Touching in the deepest places
Nothing and nothing and nothing
And more nothing and nothing
And we, what are we?
And all these questions
And all these silences
And all these words
Nothing and nothing and nothing
And not nothing at all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem