Fresh and unfussed you came from Brunnenberg
in the Alps, to lecture at Maynooth
for the Gerard Manley Hopkins Summer School
your father never owned a book of his poems
finding the metrical labours ‘unduly touted'.
The theatre seated less than fifty and afterwards
you showed your translation of the Cantos
into Italian in a boxed edition.
A crowd huddled around, you smiled
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem