Something Lost in Translation

is love

Dew is flooding like dawn

And sleepless night

Like a fast, terrible fall

Or gossiping with warm fingers

Like sound-suspension-ready to fall into the air-

is love

interesting

Is this just something lost?

Orginal:

(Something to Lose)

This love,

like dew dipped dawns

and seraphic sleepless nights,

like fugitive fated autumn

or gossmere frost under warm fingers,

like sound—hanging—ready to fall in the air-

This, love,

I wonder,

Is it only something to lose?