A POET WITHOUT A POEM
A Poet without a poem
Waits and waits
Thinks and thinks
Dreams and dreams
And still has nothing
A poet without a poem
Writes and writes
Corrects and corrects
And still has nothing
A poet without a poem
Listens to himself quietly
Hears nothing but awkward silence
Still has nothing
A poet without a poem
Has nothing
And writes down the nothing
And imagines he has something.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem