to Tomas Transtromer
barred birds
suffocate on freedom
they circulate in closed circles
slowly untangle from the net
I enter the boat swimming away
in a dark eternity
contorted faces grow from the trees
resound in dreams
they call me to return
into a dead forest
I'm searching for the exit
from the stone world
into the endless carnival
I fight for breath
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'm searching for the exit from the stone world into the endless carnival... suffocation and fighting for breath.......... inspirational words from a poetic heart...... tony