As autumn creeps in front yards
the groomed suburban scenery changes
With no thoughts of lingering here
Canada geese fly south to beyond
Sitting by the window when moonlight stirs
I raise my cup to you an ocean away
The hours are fast in flight
the bright moon has dimmed her rays
My heart is bound with sorrow
I hear the night’s passing
When shall we lean against the window
in the brightness, our tears dried up
February 2010 Issue of Word Catalyst
Butterfly Dream: Curve Haiku by Angelee Deodhar
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*English Original*
gibbous moon
my ear on the curve
of her belly
*Galaxy of Dust*, 2015
Angelee Deodhar
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
凸形月
我的耳朵貼在...