Chrysogonus' Translation #33 - from Anna Couani's "mimosa"

Putri Malu

helai mungil daun putri malu

menadah tetes air hujan

dan rantingnya meraih

menyeberang pintu kami

terguncang, meneteskan

tetes-tetes

air tetesan

each tiny leaf of the mimosa

holds a drop of rainwater

and the branches now stretch

across our front door

shaking they drop

dropping
drops