Petals and blooms,
Brides and grooms;
Ornate upreared graceful and broad,
Sweet, blushfully near meandering ford:
From flushed bed, good all fresh;
With fruits appears as angel's tress,
The world, withno them is bare:
O'er-dusted, veiled, naked and unlare
Fertile or barren as fowlless woodland
Lads like me shall one day pluck one in his hand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderfully written poem, Toby. You express in fabulous ways.