bathed in moonlight
I wash in
each scent you left behind
baptized in them
I become born-again
a poet speaking in tongues
Sketchbook, Vol. 5, No. 1
Butterfly Dream: Ice-Fishing Haiku by Hilary Tann
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*English Original*
season’s end
the ice-fishing tracks
fill with water
*Upstate Dim Sum,* Spring 2022
Hilary Tann
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
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