As a relative, I have hope in common with no one
With no one the choice of love
With which I live alone, with which I stagger
Moving but subdued by the boundless landscape
Very thoughtful and revealing of the psychology of man-woman relationships which turn out to be turbulent and painful. the poem probes the subject and makes an in-depth study in a unique way.
I turn to stone with the scent of the woman
....mourning for the many past bonds.... through...depression.
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