FIVE POEMS
Sep 01, 2020
2 minutes
RALPH ANGEL
at some point my translations
at some point my translations
and my notes flew directly to my ear
another day
alone in these white chairs
I rest on sand
an island
rests upon the water
I remember all the kinds of wind
the lightif I walk
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