The day after Sunday before Monday,
Quixoting it is for the shrewd, yet I know
For fools, Christmas it is! A perfect holiday.
Tide and season come and go,
Alike is the day after Sunday before Monday.
Beautiful and exotic. The ephemerality of festivity, the continuity of real existence- nice title too. Well-crafted, bro
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Jeremiah Well done man