Transparency is at best a doubtful virtue.
He stands with shameless candour,
Indecently attracting
Queue-scorning swarms to view his nudity.
Nor that alone: his cold, sleek body,
Stripped even of its nakedness,
Exposes to the throbbing crowd
The unseen secrets of the shell,
Fossilised with subtle care;
The mummy of a corpse unborn
Inanimately demonstrating
Lessons in anatomy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful poem....Great writing..Thank you..