Here is the link to my shape poem, whose text (in the form of a tanka) is as follows:
in the dark
I hang on the cross
Forthcoming in Broken/Breaking English: Selected Short Poems
A Room of My Own: Border Gate Tanka - a touch of winter sunlight ... the barefoot boy waits with two backpacks at the border gate Note: My haiku below could be read as a sequel to the tanka abov...