I loved the way she wrote
and walked,
with that confidence and strength
which came to her so naturally.
Not for her the forced bravado
of braggarts
or the simpering shyness
of pretenders.
All she did and wrote was bold,
certain,
and immodest.
She made men's blood run stronger
and offered no apologies
for the woman in her poetry
and in her walk.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is beautiful work Red xxx