Palm of a leaf
greener and richer
with viens
web like
so smooth
its face is
so soft to touch
tapering to the end
moulded by hands delicate
fanning the old tree
dancing to air
and excited
when storm
breaks out
sending ghostly wind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely sensitive imagery. I like the choice of short lines for this.