Through wavy rays
Some fishes pass
Under
Lake placid
November smog
Mosses the lamp post
Dousing
Lake placid
Thin green grass
Some old stubs
By
Lake placid
Two people waiting by
Talking between them
Ignoring
Lake placid
The pain swells
It’s a full moon night
Over
Lake placid
The same poem
Many written
On
Lake placid
I remember
But she doesn’t
The
Lake placid
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem