to re-Joyce...
to re-Eliot....
if granted enough time....
to scale the heights...
the barques and bytes...
the limnsequential climb...
to savor all the ravery...
to abseil on with bravery...
and still to feel a cravery...
for more....pro-feigned....enshrined....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem