A rural shopping-mall, a grass cow sprouting flowers
green poplar trees in the brightness of clear, after-rain
sunlight, the sky a holiday blue, the clouds delightful in
bridal white, a promise of showers to come, wish Rudi
were here, without him, a daydream or two
Imagining me in the brightness of Switzerland, inspired
by sights that leave the worldly-wise feeling boredom, the
first world created new in my dreams, bringing in a vision
of Rudi, we’ll discover the Eiffel tower together, make love
in Montmartre, listen to street musicians in the
Paris underground, visit castles in Germany, experience
the enchantment of the Schwarzwald, enjoy La Bohème
in La Scala, Italy – times up, now to carry on with my
normal day, no more daydreams and visions, back
to reality, catch a taxi
Clean the flat… oh, no, rather take a swim in the sea
watching sea-gulls, feeling free…
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I would like to translate this poem