Who is that soma
with no beard
where is his moustache?
Where is his masculine fuzz?
did he ever had it once
or did he not...?
Is he a flesh
or a etch ware of mere ingenuity,
for in the world of poetry
anything can conduct,
anyone can go without a beard,
anyone can live without being lived.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem