Seventy-Fifth Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary, a haibun written in the spirit of senryu
A notice posted on the large window at the entrance to American Beauty Salon reads:
Dear Customers:
If you FEEL (not think) that you need to wear a mask, please stay home until you FEEL that it is safe to be out in public without one. No Mask Allowed.
"business as usual..."
a masked woman mutters
to herself
Note: The seventy-ninth entry is a sequel to the fifty-first entry:
business as usual
giant Stars-and-Stripes flapping
over a salon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem