so the blue-with-cold wind came from
onto the country-awkward girl who spoke florally with
stepping easter-dressed towards
while Cupid aimed an arrow without
and hit Chastity of course since
while Apollo reached with his wand for
and the clouds revealed
while the golden apples waited with
and all the while Love for
in the centre of the merry-go-round when
all lovers love to
looking modestly not mary-blue as if
extended a toe delicately in a dance describing how
the blue-with-cold wind came from
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem