One is closed
as no hosts live inside.
One who lives
loves to live alone as an obscure poem.
Another one is kept ajar
as the half-host inside is a bit mysterious
but talks to anyone who dares and loves to knock.
And the other one is fully open
to anybody and everybody
who love to step in and walk about
and love to feel at home inside the welcoming door.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem