Stretching and arching my back for seconds at
a time, then going back to writing poetry.
Keeping time closely to my being and not letting
it soar into the calendars of human beings.
Silencing doubts as they pop up, wanting only to
write from an interior dimension.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well-expressed thoughts, thanks for sharing, you are a great poet and the greatness is revealed in your words and lines of poem,