The young novice at the tea stall
has taken a vow of silence
when you ask him a question
he exorcise
by sprinkling dishwater in your face
and continues with abulations in the sink
and certain ceremonies connected
with the washing of cups and saucers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
when you ask him a question he exorcise by sprinkling dishwater in your face and continues with abulations in the sink. a fine poem. tony