it is not hard to believe
that some poems are behaving like politicians
seeking for votes
as though there is an election coming
in vying for popularity
some poems may lose their souls
and simply become human bodies
that, subject to the laws of
decay, they too rot &
become simple humor &humus
but unlike other states of
decomposed matter, so conscious of itself
no beautiful flower shall ever
grow and bloom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem