Thursday, November 8, 2007
MIST
Over our town
it is completely overcast with blue mist
a fragrance is wafted
with a cloud at the window
with the usual branch of tree
it is quiet
Oh mist
beyond this mist
everything has been dropped behind
Until the street-lamps go off
I stand and listen
Then
as on other days
it disappears into the day
AUNG CHEIMT
(translated by Mg Tha Noe)
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