An Old Carpenter Poem by Mohammad Younus

An Old Carpenter



An old carpenter,
Chopping the wood,
With a hatchet without a handle,
Surrounded by swarms of bees,
He throws the hatchet,
To the sky,
That drops on the moon,
Then soon he bonds,
Himself with the bees,
In their orchestra

Mykoul

An Old Carpenter
Tuesday, June 16, 2020
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