As the blue smoke, risen pointless to the skies
Was rafting upward, and whole worlds moved in counterpoint;
Demon sighs, collapsing charcoal'd unison, jetsam flies-
But smithereens, all our fancied wiles
Couldn't save the Humpty-men,
One hundred and ten damnation stories high.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like it a lot, it really tells a powerful tale