Listen to a language
not your own; see
the shape of sounds
divorced from meaning
curves
slants
points
making a musical line
dancing
dropping
evolving
into full glorious color
purple sweeps
sliding
to seductive rose
punctuated
by staccato yellow points
(a handwriting exercise?)
smoothing out
to blue and turquoise curves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem