a V of wild geese
soar into the sky
voices dripping with grief
drive me to walk
the rising harvest moon
weeps in silence
the cold mouth of night
utters no single word
Spring issue of Rust+Moth
Butterfly Dream: Jet Lag Haiku by Hazel Hall
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*English Original*
jet lag
a street cat stretches
into the night
*Failed Haiku*, 6:61, 2021
Hazel Hall
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
時差不適
一隻...