reality of fragmentedness
actualities in geometrical shape of invisible connectedness
on surfing and nurturing nestwork
on emerging netpoetics
revolution of conceptual dialysis on body of locality
life is a wrecked ship already across pacific ocean, which had been left on island of hope.
godot's reality-actuality will have hit hope back.
purple voices.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem