A woman on the verandah
Leans over the sea
Contemplates the twin sea gulls
Expects a love letter.
The aerial cemetery shines
The clouds play a boxing game.
Girls pass by singing.
They do not know I am a poet
Or the love that is in me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'The clouds play a boxing game' while clunky in English, is good imagery.