Two camellia trees
facing each other
wonder who planted them?
I’ve come by myself
to visit them
in this fine drizzle
I wanted to talk with them
but that won’t happen
they are beyond language
brilliantly, thoroughly red,
as if on fire
blooming here in snow.
translated by Jiann I. Lin & David Young
I would love to know the original but that is impossible. However I can’t sence any poetry in the translation. This is the only one I have felt commenting on like this.