the 20th tanka in the sequence about diasporic experiences
South Asians and I
seated around a piece
of plane wreckage
in the Maple Land... waking
to the smell of turkey
Atlas Poetica, 15, 2013
A Room of My Own: Border Towns Haiku
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*This Brave New World*, CXXII
border towns linked
by a suspension bridge
smoky twilight
FYI: This haiku could be read as a sequel to mine below:
the arch...
