On a windy and sunny day,
Flying a kite near a small bay.
On the grass under blue sky,
Handing high a red dragonfly, .
Run windward with roll of string,
Not knowing the utmost of flying.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
After reading many works within your overall portfolio, I am pausing to re-engage my perception of bright, concise imagist poetry and analyze my own work going forward. I really like your approach, your vision, your result. Thx.
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Your free verse is also very well. i believe you will do better than me in future