After a cascade of showers
slanting sunlight slips into my room
Followed by a swarm of flies
buzzing around like aimless tourists
Alone, I have nothing to do but
become their tour guide
September, 2009 issue of Word Catalyst
Butterfly Dream: Bread and Poems Haiku by vincent tripi
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*English Original*
winter evening --
grandma's recipe for bread
among my poems
*Global Haiku*, 2000
vincent tripi
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
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