Madonna of ars poetica,
A multi-genre verse writer,
Rhymed or unrhymed, so rapt am I,
In fitting words all life’s essence
Extolled by her all with her best
Through pen prolific and so deft,
Trained mind’s eye sees an idea
Around her world even in gloom.
(A name poem is, actually, an acrostic. On the other hand, a chain poem is like any ordinary poem. However, every line after the first starts with the last letter of the last word of the line it follows. And the last letter of the last word of the last line ends with the first letter of the first word of the first line. There is, thus, no rhyme scheme.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem