In this age of the internet connections,
Webs,
Database poetry websites,
Just keep you blogging
And posting,
Uploading and downloading
To call yourself a poet or a poetess
Even though are not a B.A.,
What it is in scholarship and classical studies,
Struggle, suffering and sacrifice,
Just go on calling yourself a poet
Without having laboured on manuscripts.
There is nothing as that to spend on pen and paper
And publications,
Just keep you informed about websites
And posting,
Uploading poems on websites,
Web-searching and web-posting,
There is nothing as that to ruminate
Or read and study,
Just keep you uploading,
Changing the gear
Through the childish prank
To call yourself a poet
Unmoustached.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem