In the whole night
The town never stirred
No, no even once
But as in a coma
Slept
But as in a coma
Dreamed.
Nor the lightning
Nor the tempests
Of rainy
The howling of the gales
The cracks of thunder
Woke the town from
Coma.
For
The sub-conscious from
Dusk onwards
So had took over the
Whole town
It was one whole
Big brain
In all hands
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem