Be quiet, my dear
then you will hear
the bird trill
on the bough.
To my disgust...
if sing you must,
that bird will teach
you how.
Sally Plumb
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I would like to translate this poem
Hmmm...i can hear some bird voice now...hahahaha....love this piece, full of pieces of peace...and the meaning is deep...yeah if we keep talking without each other it is like bird speak to swan...no meaning, listening is power to understand and understanding is important in each everything we want to do.. lovely! true poet only need little words to describe a book of lesson...and u are one of them..take care smile alwyas :) :) :) :)