the sea is calm
i stand and watch
early cold morning.
a fat man with white
hair is sitting on one
of the rocks facing the
sea
beside him his white
dog.
the slow sound of the
waves are soothing
an old woman carrying
a pail leaves her house
throwing what is inside
the pail to the sea
she is disgusting but
she says the fish love what
is inside it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem