Philip Whalen writes:
uh - oh
Now you've
done it!
and I HAVE done it what -
ever IT is -
Already Done
Me, I
think about poetry
all
my efforts
fluff
fallen
But eye keeps writing what sees ('s'thatta question?) what is seen, what presents to eye n I, the one-many that perceives f'r instance this random
COFFEE SHOPPE
BLACK TILED FLOOR
THERE
YELLOW-GOLD GINKGO LEAF
Mid - Wither - Season —
HOW FAR YOU HAVE FALLEN
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem