Remembering crystal tears and the voice that caused
them one day in the past, haunted through the years,
not wanting to think of any part of it.
Wanting only to have a life of peace and joy, an in-
terior totality that is and has been wiped clean by
a disaster of piercing and intense emotion waylaid
long ago.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem