Blue as virtue

No need for spare parts,says one to the other. I am here. It is our love that mends. The light always tries. But we're blue as virtue.

Laksmi Pamuntjak
on her poem titled Two Women in the Church of Santa Chiara
taken from her collection of poems in The Anagram

Jealousy is a dance in which everyone moves. 

Laksmi Pamuntjak
on her poem titled Trevi
taken from her collection of poems in The Anagram