Give my regards to Ferlinghetti's grave
Let me be, San Fran
I cannot forgive you for a terrible time
When I return, I'll dance on Jack Kerouac Alley
And set City Light Bookstore aflame with poetry
As I meet you at the ending of a beautiful career
I'll smoke the eternal pipe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.........aflame with poetry.....brilliant....thank u, dear poetess.