between a classic
poetry and a rice cake
even without the usual
coffee or chocolate
you of course, as i have
known you have chosen
the rice cake, not that
big, but only with the
size of a fist, and not
as sweet as honey, but
plain rice cake with
no topping at all.
the usual you and the
rest of all the villagers,
will always choose the one
which fills the hunger of
the stomach rather than
the hunger of the heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem