over those
square fields
after the harvest
the soil cracks
until the rain fills
them all again
the wild ducks come
with the white herons
the frogs croak
the mud fish is back
to life.
the cycle of life
burst of emotions
inside the nipa
hut....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A vivid picture of a countrylife on a rainy day. Lovely.