One day I'll be a dead poet
with no society.
No bookshelf
will I be read upon.
Just these words that I write
will barely live on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many poets write of this subject and I am always amazed at the thoughts we all have about it. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, I like the way you wrote it so succinctly. RoseAnn