she built a new house
on top of a hill
she had it painted
and it looks like a grass
she installed a narrow door
and a cross in the middle
she is old
and i know she wanted
a tomb
a mausoleum
she wants me to write
a letter
and with all these
what i wrote sounded more
like a epitaph for
her
i remember this
'here lies
the body of a woman
untouched'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem