movement, in motion in earth words, earths, forsaken relinquished every eighth minute to run for your life where children have played with rubicund fingers against clavicles that do not speak do not remain by the mute faces shamed was to scorn with whom no one speaks; close, close hunkered in the fishing boat, serried beneath the sun wads of cash were; to show signs of life but mute; the highly educated migrant clients, sold down the river Zoe
Translation: Jennifer Hayashida
გამოხატეთ თქვენი აზრი მოცემული ლექსის შესახებ კომენტარის სახით!..
