the 35th tanka in the sequence about diasporic experiences
our eyes locked
on each other for hours
at the airport…
a middle-aged face
in summer clouds in the lake
Atlas Poetica, 15, 2013
A Room of My Own: Oriole Song Haiku
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hiking alone
I'm lost except for
oriole song
FYI: This is a sequel to my haiku below:
the scent
of dappled sunlight
redwood hike
*Autumn Moon Haiku Jour...
