Cicada laughing,
Evening wind whispers in field.
Moon flower dreaming.
[This is really my first haiku. I am under instruction in the process of haiku writing, and this was written with the help of my teacher, Dónall - he is an excellent teacher and model for me.....]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What did the evening wind whisper to the cicada that set if off laughing and of what did the moon flower dream of...ah the mystery of it all. Haiku now eh! It would appear you are blossoming out in all directions at once! Keep flowering! love Donall Donall