Challenge
Put Poetry You Created Through Google Translate
Take poetry you have already created, and put it into google translate. Translate it to other languages several times before translating it back to English. Copy and paste the poetry back onto Prose, and publish it here.
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?
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