Not a drop of rain for this dry heat! <br />Come, girls, let's go bail water. <br />Let's drag our delta-shaped buckets to that huge square field <br />where our bodies can pulse to the water's lapping. <br />Crouched, straining to catch each trickle from the rockheads, <br />our buttocks tighten with such labor. <br />Indeed, we work so hard we forget the effort <br />and, taking a final stance to bend and lift - <br />you part your legs a second, and it's filled.<br /><br />Ho Xuan Huong<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/water-bailing/
