SnailBy Ho Xuan HuongTranslated By Marilyn ChinShare thisShareMother and father gave birth to a snail Night and day I crawl in smelly weeds Dear prince, if you love me, unfasten my door Stop, don't poke your finger up my tail! Notes: Read the translator's notes on this poem. Source: Poetry (April 2008)
Mother and father gave birth to a snail Night and day I crawl in smelly weeds Dear prince, if you love me, unfasten my door Stop, don't poke your finger up my tail! Notes: Read the translator's notes on this poem. Source: Poetry (April 2008)
