hospice verandah ...
a girl opens her mouth
to spring rain
(French Translation by Serge Tome:
véranda des spoins palliatifs ...
une jeune fille ouvre sa bouche
à la pluie de printemps
)
her black hair
veils our praying hands ...
hospice church at dusk
(French Translation by Serge Tome:
ses cheveux noirs
voilent ses mains qui preint ...
église de l'hospice au crépuscule
)
NeverEnding Story, May 4, 2015
NeverEnding Story: Call for Haiku Submissions
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My Dear Poet Friends:
In a war situation or where violence and injustice are prevalent, "*poetry
is called upon to be something more than a thing of beaut*...
