Written On a Snowy Day
Come on, O missed-
one!
And sit by me in this
snow.
Let’s imagine
How it will be there
In the vale,
We teacher-
colleagues had a
two-day trip
That year, in that
fair midsummer.
That ways
Amidst the gloomy
jungles
Beneath the soaring
cedars—
Old wild crows caw,
And mother-monkeys
feed their babies
On gigantic rocks.
Over the craggy
peaks—
Touching the skies.
Along the slippery
stony narrow paths—
Heart beats high
And head sweats.
Children-
giants
snow-fighting
And their big-
breasted long haired
mother is bathing
naked
In the icy brook
And their frightening
father(often laughs
in pride or in
anger--
as in storm thunder)
is cooking on
fire
The hunted hare.
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