This is daily life:
hours passing by, day after trivial day,
blank years in and out.
And then the sudden moments of being:
the stab of memories, the sting of longings,
the slaughter of Time.
There is no screaming tragedy in ordinary life.
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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