Recognizing literature in every note of melodies,
translating them into verses of prose.
Delicately knitting and crocheting them into
precious written memories for posterity, igniting
the minds of other poets throughout the world, as
they configure lines to fit perfectly in poems of
their own thoughts.
A circular pattern of genius, flowing like a
river around the world, picking up ideas in it's
swiftly flowing movement, taking them all out to
ocean depths where all poetry sits in waiting for
people to reach into and grasp with their minds
as they read them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem