A three-day-long rain from the east--
an terminable talking, talking
of no consequence--patter, patter, patter.
Hand in hand little winds
blow the thin streams aslant.
Warm. Distance cut off. Seclusion.
A few passers-by, drawn in upon themselves,
hurry from one place to another.
Winds of the white poppy! there is no escape!--
An interminable talking, talking,
talking . . .it has happened before.
Backward, backward, backward.
A three-day-long rain from the east- an terminable talking, talking of no consequence- patter, patter, patter....amusing eA three-day-long rain from the east- an terminable talking, talking of no consequence- patter, patter, patter......amusing expression. Beautiful poem.
History teaches us nothing, peace is elusive, Action not words good poem , that’s my take on it anyway kb
Nice poem beautifully crafted to make interesting reading. 'An interminable talking, talking, talking...it has happened before. Backward, backward, backward.'.. creates an eerie feeling while reading. Loved it.
Repeat scenes presented by nature in seasons make the people nostalgic. The sentiments wonderfully captured in the modern poem of the day.
Distance cut off. Seclusion. A few passers-by, drawn in upon themselves, hurry from one place to another.....towards, towards, too wards but modernity forces to backwards.... changing, changing, chain link but out of obsession....great poem penned
A brilliant denouncement of the repetitive nature of modern, routine existence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Seclusion! ! ! Heavy Rainfall. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.