Tied,
the bow-tie looks
like a butterfly,
and it's called that
in many tongues:
the French say papillon.
Unravelled,
each end resembles a thistle flower.
Some tongues call it that.
Unravelled, it looks
like a shoelace gone wrong/puffed up -
un lacet maltourne/bouffant -
in a word, a bloomer, une bourde.
I say, 'Probably, only MY tongue
has called it that.'
('bloomer' and 'bourde' -
'... called it those',
I suppose.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The tie looks like bow and the blowing tide motivates mind in amazing way. A thistle flower resembles mystery. An amazing informative poem is brilliantly penned.10