Spaces
O
Octavio Paz
0
Altın Yaprak
Space
No center, no above, no below
Ceaselessly devouring and engendering itself
Whirlpool space
And drop into height
Spaces
Clarities steeply cut
Suspended
By the night's flank
Black gardens of rock crystal
Flowering on a rod of smoke
White gardens exploding in the air
Space
One space opening up
Corolla
And dissolving
Space in space
All is nowhere
Place of impalpable nuptials
Bu metin şairin özgün dilinde (Türkçe) değil, bir çeviridir.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş