Two black cats
come over the fence
this morning
circle each other
all over the yard
hissing and leaping
into a ball
rolling like sagebrush
into the pool.
I fish them out
with a trout net.
Two wet mops
lie
in silence
drying on the lawn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very funny. I enjoyed this tale of tails.