One lone, small tree standing in the sunlight in
front of a wall, it's shadow crawling over limbs
bending to get over it.
Stretching and enjoying the little bit of freedom
being afforded it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a marvelous poem! It's not a haiku technically but it has the virtues that make the haiku so popular, that is, the poet limits the length and faces the challenge of expressing herself concisely in a striking image. You have that striking image in the tree sending out a branch over the confining wall to touch the free air beyond it. It's a sma; ; triumph on the tree's part just as this haiku-like poem is a small challenge for you. This poem refreshes in its honst simplicity.