Dusk birds in clover
the purple fields of rich song
Gold day was so long
Flying in fragrance, darkly
mingling at evening's soiree
Through sweet green, dimly
on the summer night of nights
as red Mars wanders
Nebulous shapes flit moon hours
Avian verve in flowers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful Tanka that brings out the wonders of dusk. Well written.
Thank you so much for the joy and inspiration of your words.