“There be monsters strange and grotesque/Which thrive within every object-biosphere.”
“For wherever doves nest, there be lands/Ripe for those decillions-multicolored”
“a Confucian bond, acquired/ ‘tween a muse and her inspired.”
These words effuse towards lambs of gods to absolve sins uncleaned
Haitian Creole translation of my poem "The Blood Of Worshippers And Infidels."
Basque translation of my poem "The Blood Of Worshippers And Infidels."
"For war can only be painted with a grisly image"