Round the back
And down the track
People living in a shack.
Washing hanging on a string
A woman comes out carrying things.
Children playing with sticks and tins.
Behind a battered caravan
A young girl argues with a man.
Circling dogs
Piles of logs
Scattered tyres
Scrap iron
Cardboard
Rusty wires
Black patches
Left from last night's fires.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this, But one minor thing andc it really isnt a critisism, but Gypsies are actually not bad eg. Romany Gypsies are kind, future telling etc. The ones your explaining are actually Tinkers, i only have a slight issue with it purely because my ancestors were Romany Gypsies! im sorry! !