escape from the menagerie
in which people pass their time –
if only to pass mine
in a single rhyme –
purpose part from me,
life lived – no name –
no trace left behind,
that’s how it became –
Poetry, writing and translations by K-M Skalkenæs
escape from the menagerie
in which people pass their time –
if only to pass mine
in a single rhyme –
purpose part from me,
life lived – no name –
no trace left behind,
that’s how it became –