I felt a cleaving in my mind
As if my brain had split;
I tried to match it, seam by seam,
But could not make them fit.
The thought behind I strove to join
Unto the thought before,
But sequence ravelled out of reach
Like balls upon a floor.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
........amazing write...confusions is well described ★