I dream
of the whippoorwill
as I power towards
the far-flung
stars
alone in my ship of state
my beloved Earth
destroyed by ancient enmities
lies dead
in my spaceship's
wake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this, Vince. What about my dream of wheelchairing though shallow snow visiting far flung outdoor Beethoven relics?