a haibun (haiku mixed with the prose)
The verdict blasts from the wall-mounted TV. The diners, mostly white, freeze, and the silence falls over the room. Suddenly, clapping, cheering, and yelling from waiters and the kitchen staff.
frosty window
in gathering dusk I stare
into my reflection
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem