A girl asked you: What is poetry?
You wanted to say to her: You are too, ah yes, you are
and that in fear and wonder,
which prove the miracle,
I'm jealous of your beauty's ripeness,
and because I can't kiss you nor sleep with you,
and because I have nothing and whoever has nothing to give
must sing...
But you didn't say it, you were silent
and she didn't hear the song.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Holan is among the greatest poets of the 20th century. How weird there is just one poem to represent his wonderful work...* *