Trinkets of the mind,
Words buzz clockwork
In a mind, buzz
Words in honey
Farewelling lovers parted
Long ago
Rapt in skull,
Stuck in unreal moment
Till travels carry salt again
Of willing contortion
And tears press their faces
Aghast in the beat of elegant hammers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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