Love Dies and Other Poems

Oh, Maya
you strange woman
made of a high mountain
there are almost
no women like you any more
because the women of today
even if they look like you
are not completely the same
and they keep on shaving
their legs, their armpits
and other places
and it’s high time
they also grew a beard
to become equal
to the poor and miserable
city men
with smooth hands
and gentle cheeks