I slice my sorrow,
pickle the cutlets,
and closet them in a jar.
When hungry,
I'll have a slice
with pinot noir.
Winter 2009 issue of Concise Delight
Butterfly Dream: Grave Visiting Haiku by Agnieszka Filipek
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*English Original*
grave visiting ...
lilies of the valley
hang their heads
*Under the Bashō*, June 15, 2020
Agnieszka Filipek
*Chinese Translation (Tra...
