In exile, this black daylight, can I knock on a wall of silence to make the sound of protest?
in my throat
words just well up...
shrill of cicadas
Will the sky hold my thoughts? Looking out the window, I see a paper bag floating in the wind.
Haibun Today, 6:2, June 2012
One Man's Maple Moon: Autumn Tanka by Kris Lindbeck - *English Original* in a world of green one branch burning into Autumn Kris Lindbeck *Chinese Translation (Traditional)* 在綠意盎然 的世界 一棵樹枝 的火紅葉子 引領進入秋天 *C...