For Mary Macdonell who encourages me to write in English
I wander the streets of Toronto all morning, thinking of moving yet again. I lean against a wall, weary, and feel the urge to cry out: “I’m tired of starting over!"
which footprints are mine?
published in Notes from the Gean, Vol 3:1, June 2011
Butterfly Dream: Sound of Darkness Haiku by Kishor Matte - *English Original* midnight rain ... listening to the sound of darkness Kishor Matte *Chinese Translation (Traditional)* 午夜雨 ... 傾聽黑暗 的聲音 *Chinese Tran...