Hooks in my head.
Insistent scrap of song.
Catching slogan.
Syncopated rhythm.
Pata-PAH pata-PAN hup/dup YAAH g’ding.
Repeat.
Snares at the gate
To the fields of thought
Where the butterfly curiosity
Flits here and there
Guided only by delight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem