Will you read my poem,
I am a very small poet,
My poems no great uncommon poems,
But the common ones?
What I have that is in others too,
It is I who manipulate and manoeuvre
The things in my favour,
But they not?
You see the little daughters
And mark the sense of service
In them,
A few of them painting remarkably well
Without having learnt from
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem