eating alone
on Chinese New Year's Eve
I remember
moonlight on Mother's hands,
the way she cuts a pineapple
Paper Wasp, 18:2, Winter 2012
Poetic Musings: Wren Song Haiku by Claire Everett
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just-fledged light
chips of wren song
from the log pile
*Presence*, 45, 2012
Claire Everett
Commentary: L1 functions as a setup. The adjective “just-fledg...
