Frost carpets my room.
Bewitched by the bright moon,
my shadow and I sit by the window
gazing upon her white jade face.
Hours later she elopes
with my only companion.
I am left alone to wait
for the morning cacophony of traffic.
Winter, 2009 issue of Concise Delight
Butterfly Dream: Early Morning Chill Haiku by Kanchan Chatterjee
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*English Original*
early morning chill …
a billow of smoke rises
from the fresh pyre
*Ceatrix*, 53, June 2021
Kanchan Chatterjee
*Chinese Translation (T...
