A duel, only mist will intervene,
Two men, a line of numbers span between,
The field in which they stand, a complex plane;
Which algebraic equations set this scene?
Not twenty-one, a headstrong youth in vain
Would rather give his life than bear a stain;
A thwarted love and challenge made in haste,
A brilliant, yet impulse blighted brain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem