He can write in English, states the dog-eared Chinese-English dictionary on the coffee-stained desk. A German Shepherd lives with him, says the attic wall with an old map of Taiwan on it. But he can't stand Canadian food, observes a line of jars of salted bamboo shoots. Except food, everything looks OK, they say in unison.
the stillness
of this morning …
tenth winter
the stillness
of this morning …
tenth winter
Haibun Today, 7:3, September 2013 (included in my review essay, titled What Happens in [David Cobb’s Conception of] Haibun: A Critical Study for Readers Who Want More)
Contemporary Haibun, 15, 2014
