short day
slithering to
dark night. time keeps pushing
every one to sleep six feet
under.
does it matter to anyone?
if you stay napping in
the dirt? short day.
long night.
CANADIAN STORIES, Vol. 12, No. 67, 2009.
Butterfly Dream: Taste Haiku by Agus Maulana Sunjaya
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*English Original*
first snowfall
the taste
of your last kiss
*Stardust Haiku*, 50, 2021
Agus Maulana Sunjaya
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
第一場雪
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