Poem and Others

The hazard does not exist …
The crossroads are where they are …
And what is, if it is, is where it is.
(2021)


“Did you soon try to decode the spirit of the sea, in his infinite eye?”


On the Mount Ararat
a child has yawned
Tears, cries
The wind has been rising
Unconscious transformation
of a strangled universe !!!
A shattering
A roar changed everything
The machine has come to stagnation
Three strokes have knocked each other
And death has swept away
Whatever remained
(March 1974)


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