Chen-ou Liu's Translation Project: First English-Chinese Haiku and Tanka Blog

Monday, March 19, 2012

The Last Gaze: A Haibun

Slanting through the attic window, a ray of sunlight touches my coffee-stained desk.

I look out at the maple branches swaying in the breeze. From nowhere, I feel the stab of a memory -- you waving me goodbye.

mid-autumn moon...
the sound of the wind
colder



Published in Kokako 16, April 2012