Like vibrant paintings, poetry can be
Dense with rich textures of profound meaning.
It is condensed language; layered with keen
Phrases and brimming with small miracles.
Colours and sounds can bleed into notions.
Poetry can sumptuously highlight complex,
And dream like inner kingdoms and landscapes:
That remain invisible to the eye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem