I remember you Georgia,
Underneath the infinite sky.
The stones are chagrined,
The hounds are safe and sound
And the clocks fracture
Minute by minute.
Your hands are soldered
To the expanse
Your hollow eyes are enamoring
The blunderer.
Georgia, I remember you
As I mazily gaze at the world:
Lost,
Perplexed
And fidgety.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem