a speeding train
through the green and gold of mustard fields~
a lively babble
of the brook at mountain bend~
a cuckoo's morning song
in a flowering mango-grove~
your memory dear,
dear friend!
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(04.16.1982)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very touching. You are a fine imagist. Kind regards, Sandra