Louise Ho | Τρία ποιήματα

Μετάφραση: Βαγγέλης Παπαδιόχος A Veteran Talking We tossed them high into the air And caught them coming down, Sliding straight through The tips of our bayonets. Babies cry in any case, But the women, oh, the women, They made such a racket; Had to quieten them down: That was more bayonet practice. We had our […]