Carry, angels of beauty, sing hummingly
Background of the Verses of the Poet-Seer
The rain is coming soon
And
You accompany the Poet-Seer till he reach a roof.
The first drop
The first chill
The first desperation that flaming courage lights.
And in the City of Beauty little after midnight
There shall be Cavaliers walking and
The sounds of amours of the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem