Sunday, January 24, 2010

The Posthumous Translation



The historians tried to read my story like a book
after I was gone only to fall back disappointed because
I was written in words foreign to them.


I was written in my own mysterious way.
It was a language I spoke to no one else.
And I'll be glad
if you could give it a try.

You may start reading now.

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