WHEN I READ A POEM I LOVE
When I read a poem I love
I write another poem within myself
I do not know how or why
But each reading
Is a different poem
And each poem a different meaning
As if each time and event of our lives
Poetry or not
is more meaning than we will ever know
And every poem, ours or someone else’s
Is an endless mystery
Whose future
Others will guess
When we are long silent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem