The last Christmas card came in the mail
the car insurance company
wishes me a safe and Happy New Year
appreciates my business.
The last holiday candy wrapper
Lies close to the trash
two stale cookies with broken
Santa beards sit on a red paper plate
The last stretch of lights
With seven burned bulbs
blink down from a lofty place
The ladder is outside in the rain
Anna Tea
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Intruiging to say the least. Hard to interpret.