Summer arrived
With crow
And each one
Worried about water.
At noon
Find no one out.
Is there curfew?
Sun-fire everywhere,
And at this time
I am searching a tree
For a shade.
All dry,
Day and night.
No one is ready to fight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful summer poem.... nicely inked one... With best wishes...