Two rooms at night
One light, one dark
But both full of stars
And full of voices
Empty as the moon
A stone in cold water
A frozen bell
An hour full of brass
A grave filled with glass.
No idea what this poems on about - sounds like pretentious prattle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem...has rhyme without reason...composed for the pleasure of rhyming alone...