the lone heron
splits the moon
in marsh light
a blurry swish
sucks the fish
livens night
hushes ploops
the moon recoups
shimmers bright
refilled want
ends the hunt
catches flight
Spills the moon in marsh light. Very beautiful poem nicely penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful take on a heron catching a fish and after appeasing his hunger taking off to flight