a single solitary snowball fast thrown
rolling innocent down snow covered slopes
gives birth fatal to an unforseen avalanche
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Apart from its philosophical profundity, I am incline to imagination of a white winter this time of year...but, it is just my imagination, as winters here are never white.
I wrote the poem 'Four Seasons: In One Day Kiwi Weather', inspired by a comment on my poem 'The Hand Of Unseen Fate', by the poet Mihaela Pirjol and dedicated to Mihaela Pirjol.
The blessing and certainty of a warm climate, here winter can be white in some regions at low lying levels when a cold front moves in; but even in Christmas summer here snow can fall sometimes, in the land of four seasons in one day.