They hurt, as if to say
we have been entertained.
It was the time and age
when a young boy decides
to take the plunge
if it is possible at all.
It was, but only just.
There never was
a bang, discharge of fireworks,
today, I think it may
have been the urgency,
and, like the crowds
before the summer sale
they stayed behind
and never saw the light of day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem