My brain is full of paisleys,
My skin has polka dots,
My eyes are crystal mirrors
My palms, ink blots.
My hairs a spindly forest,
My ears two conch shells,
My fingernails are isinglass,
In this castle where I dwell.
The ocean’s in my body,
The sun is in my skull;
The firmament is all about:
This life is never dull
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Going through some of my favorite poems, and came around to this one again, and I still love it! It is so good!