enlaubered,
astride
the gaping, whistling borealic expanse
between
allegory and allusion...
finding verisimilitude
in the scrutinizing of butterfly genitalia.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dedicated to dear Vlad...with thanks.....words, words, words...many of them....and I enjoy each one, savor them all, in fact.....