The eye that eats
From the mulberry tree
With the first crows
Of the morn is free
It spreads more than wings
'N could be wider than the sea
For after it inborn light sings
The hell of Hamlet steadily
The eye that sees by halves
Bides time for time
And leaves the rest for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem