in the early summer of
Mrs. Stone,
i instead have seen
autumn,
how did she stoop?
how did she go down to the
level of the
gold digger?
what caused her to throw
away her fame, her name
into the garbage can?
what made her endure the
humiliation?
what finally made her to leave
and then forget?
we will figure out after the
Fall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem