A heavy tread betrays his presence,
The flat-footed thud of a corpulent man.
Sweating, smiling smugly, he enters,
His grin a signal that he rules the roost.
He fills the room with his flesh and words
Crowds out his lessers with smothering scorn
A man of gravitas, the fabled big beast,
Heavy, but hollow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The flat-footed thud of a corpulent man. Sweating, smiling smugly, he enters, His grin a signal that he rules the roost.- Carefully chosen words, lovely poem thanks