My poetry speaks of twilight worlds;
Their sight; their sound, their taste, their touch; their smell
Within a welter of dreams and visions.
My poetry aims to highlight fragments
Of subtle beauty that this stifling world
Has not yet recognised; that bear no name;
That transcend these claustrophobic times,
And narrow conventions of perception.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your poetry Dominic will never ever sparkle, why should it, when it already shines. And shines bright. This poem is a golden example of that and of your great poetry talent. 10++ and added to my treasure chest. Take care Dominic and keep writing good sir, keep writing.
Thanks so much Shaun. I will try to keep writing, but I'll probably now have to take some more time out.