Show, don’t tell
Uneven is parking
Water filled, is a ditch
Green, with spoiled leaves
Nostrils feel stink
Sparrows, having fun
“In summer wash like this! ”
One invites, looks around
But scared watch the chicks
Camera does its work
Digital, it records
(The result of corrupts)
Four photos, of four sides
Facing north
In water are buildings
Facing south, the tree and clouds
West, tree and building, and east, car
The pictures are jury:
“The judgment…”
One can say
“…is blind…unless…looks to all sides.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem