You splendid wanderer
aimfull
with a voice full of buckshot
go and seek your wonderlust
not of an unbegotten oasis
but the shadows of your own dust
Pack yourself in a hurry
do not hesitate
for the door becomes narrower
if you wait
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmm..For the door becomes narrower if you wait. Interesting line!