The old ramshackle man
He forteold.
And his thin beard
Small now to the earth pointed
And
Now to the heavens high immense.
He a Poet was
And was a Seer
And Poet-Seer.
With news from the heavens he chanted
Otherwise still as in Oblivion
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem