A Haibun
"white house leaks"
onecrowafteranother
in the Halloween dusk
When the streets fall under a blanket of darkness, the army of the walking dead begins their march. On a street corner, a pitbull bares its teeth, growling. A high-pitched scream penetrates the night...
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I would like to translate this poem
What a deep meaning, those few words bring about, in relation to world politics. Thanks for sharing. X