One silly foggy dawn
When sun was still reciting his first stanza
I stumbled and woke for last-
To begin my villanelle.
I thought again
Among the dreamy walk.
A blooming light stretched my eye lids
Awe! Yellowish amidst blue.
But i didn't fight for brightness,
No, not again for ignorance.
Then when innocence curdled my knowledge
I saw my body was still and still dreaming.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem