An evening meal
of roasted potatoes and tea
Green and yellow and blue smile
joining together they have
reached the sky
On each hand a sunflower
A stern hour on the face
A piercing love on the eyes
It has sucked up dropp by drop
the stunningly beautiful night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Until i read your poem i didnt realize that there could be anything sensual with potato eaters Thank you for letting me know...A beautiful poem -Pia