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: Door to Yesterday Haiku by Fay Aoyagi
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*English Original*
icy rain
at the bottom of the lake
a door to yesterday
*Beyond the Reach of My Chopsticks*, 2011
Fay Aoyagi
*Chinese Translation (Tra...
