| A
Corolla of Souls
by Hortensia
Anderson, US and Karina Klesko, US
Empty
playground—
suddenly too big
for the baby swing.
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/kk |
A camellia
falls in the grass—
so many friends come and go.
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/ha
/kk
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Ancient
graveyard—
as clouds pass through the sky
we scribble haiku.
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/ha |
May 16, 2008 |
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