sudden sunrise. a young boy, in a school.
cenotaph (a haibun)
the alleged kat

OH. Kat, a few months ago I translated a poem from Hindi, Horoahima, and believe me it had very similar theme, even words. Well, because that’s the truth.

I want you to read that poem…I’ll find it from my profil and want you to read it and tell me how you find the ‘undertones’…. meanwhile, the words were never mine, the translation touched me even more so.

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