Tiny
Dark
It grows
And grows
Light was vast
And
Light was large
But it went
But it went
Drunk by sump of dark
Whirling
Whirling
Whirling sump.
As light to the dark succumbs
More the dark and less the light
More the dark and less the light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem