One Hundred Fifty-Fifth Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary
written in response to CovidiotInChief Donald Trump's remark: "It's going to disappear. One day — it's like a miracle — it will disappear." February 27,2020
the first shot
in grandpa's arm...
all day long
rubbing prayer beads
grandma recites the Heart Sutra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem