Sep 1, 2021
3 min read
The Specifics of Love
And the soul of the earth.
The Moment of My Death (Fragment of a poem)
……
In the moment of my death
I saw
You
not as you were when we met
so beautiful that you turned heads
but as you are now
at the dawn of your old age
streaks of gray in your hair
your large, uneven, slightly yellow
teeth…
