wherever you are I want to thank you for giving me the wrong directions that day in upstate New York because of you I drove north and missed the turnpike I never would have spent the night in St. Albans, Vermont
thank you for setting back my life one day because of you I found the slippery roads through the White Mountains and the building snows into Maine
it's true only you made me realize how dependent I had become on others and how easily I could get lost on my own I'm grateful for your carelessness or your ignorance
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
well penned ...
good way to look at it ....
nice
Enjoyable write. Lisa