absence
reinvented
i must remember its face first
before i can go on
with the restructuring
i am looking for it
it is not there yet
i grappling with a lot of presences
soft and twisted
gnarled and whorled
and dumped
and pliant
i want to touch it again
despite the pain
it is not here yet
it is far and dark and
uncertain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem