The sisterhood is in full cry,
like beagles after a fox
or hounds on the trail
of a mad poet
who says what he thinks!
Note the verb 'thinks'!
Not feels or eqivocates
(which means 'deceives'
like our prez does!)
Bay all you like, my dears!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem