Cat and crow
Crazy are the geese on the roof
They blow into horn; are noisy.
Trumpets seem to say:
Watch the birds.
Robins make a basket
Round are and well-woven.
Later lay blue eggs.
Unlike them, swallows
Mud-maker, as potters.
But the worst, sparrows, are lazy
The nests are a mess of everything.
While crows are sharp-eyed
Trickster is the cat; both smart.
The hunters are hidden in the fog.
The geese eggs, or the chicks
Most, gone will …
On its back, wings dried
Legs in air, is dead moth.
Sparrow’s chick fallen; on ground
Head is bald, beak is large, huge mouth
Lies helpless and spits final sounds:
What can mean length of life?
(For the birds, cats and moths)
Concealed and camouflaged for ambush
Blackbird must know and have answer
It hunts chick; steals soap, favors egg.
Recipe is great and diet, lives longest.
Long livers are mostly best experts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fine piece of writing.