Here, on that world's periphery
Wild, for what greener, thicker
Heard, rummaged through, roaming, for prey
One weeds, , or lies at ease.
Standpoint of the surburbanite!
'A life real enough for me! '
Who as the lady of the house
Then comes in; to shell the peas.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem