6
Abr

On Gravity

“On Gravity”

caves
at the tick
of the clock
the sea
smashed
stone
slowly
the touch
of wind
fruit
comes out
of the waves
of the sun
the poles
emitting
tides
marrow
cracks
in the desert
dream
of the air
furrows
depth
of abyss
deep-core
forest
of veins
a knot
of light
explodes

Translated by William Rowe