Funny, 'rocky scree' is 'clapier',
and that too is a 'rabbit hutch'.
Perhaps it has to do with the poo.
As if a mountain is a landslide
waiting to happen,
'eboulement' say the French for 'landslide'
and for 'scree'
'eboulis'.
In that there lies some explanation
for why I'm calling a landslide
a screeation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The explanation lies inside every creation. This poem is very brilliantly penned. An amazing sharing is done really.