In those moments Rachel was delirious
With wish visiting a fortune-teller
Whose clairvoyance had amazed her
When she felt it coming on a kind of frantic obsession
Captured her which she could control only if she found
Some angelic verses to soothe her conscience
(dedicated to a great poet, Philip Levine)
A lovely dedication, you seem inspired to have come up with those lines, 'When she felt it coming on a kind of frantic obsession/ Captured her which she could control only if she found/ Some angelic verses to soothe her conscience...'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Obsession and conscience...fine rhymes and well chosen diction....Loved it!