there is this one
bird on the
cable
wire
connecting two distant
posts
behind is the sun rising like a cape of so much light
below are the green fields of rice
in rectangles
it is the first day of October
and not so cold yet
the path that i am taking stretches
kilometers
tall grasses in random lines are here
beside me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem