Hanging bridge...
the pot water wobbling
on her hip
Autumn sky...
patches of twilight
in the falling leaf
In the aquarium
stillness of the goldfish...
autumn dusk
Kite sky...
the clamour of children
fading with it
Uphill walking...
she takes me into
winter clouds
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem