I'm a big fan of Dylan In about a dozen poems, nearly, but not quite all written before he was twenty, he really did the biz. I like Under Milk Wood too. And I am sure I am not alone. Not liking Dylan is unacceptable. Nice poem, Philip.
OK What about this then?
This world of dew
is but a world of dew...
and yet.. and yet.
This is a translation by D.J.. Enright, of a haiku by Kobayashi, a contemporary of Keats. There are many translations of these lines, but Enright's is the best.
Unless a Spherean knows a better.
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