goblins, goblins everywhere
in the green
under the trees
in the waters mid-night
gleaming!
in the moon's lights
spirit beaming!
another world
alternative to the one
that be on Earth
alternative
to here
and
the people streamed in crowds
and
the people out and out
left the towns
left the cities
roamed all round
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem