Bright Unknown Poem by anais vionet
Bright Unknown
a Haiku
You don't know me
Not really. You just might see
someone smiling bright
you might hear a laugh
skipping off my dark surface
inside I am rough
I am scrubbing on
interior surfaces in a
measured tyranny
I like your haiku. Perhaps consider " I am scrubbing away" or " I am scrubbing away at" ... but what you have is fine if you prefer it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/10/2024 11:02:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
No one knows anyone. We all have a voice inside and one for the out side.