In the long line of poets remembered
And the longer line of poets dismembered
We conclusively note
How little they wrote
Men who are clever
Are poets never
Men who write
simply sleep not at night
The significant man sees eternity without fame
Will write only what is needed to sign his name
The significant man deserving true fame
Never even bothered to sign his name.
1986
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beau, I enyed reading this poem. It's way too cool. Peace.