As autumn has already approached to Yongmiri
Like a horse which loosened halters.
By the autumn light, the wrapped chrysanthemums're
Withered and dried on the altars,
And dragonflies dance between the trees,
Following the wind, and beetles drone,
Once departed, traces remain,
And birds lament alone.
(Mar.19th,2024. Kinsley Lee)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem