I have no age, no nationality, no face. For the reader, these facts should be of no importance. I simply am. Basically, what I write is part of my existence; but I want you to read and be able to gather a part of your existence as well. If you know too much about me, then the magic, the mystery, the use of poetry flies out the metaphoric window.
I trust that it will carry on somewhere,
the dry wind of summer that whispers
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