anything new
under the Barcelona sun
Casa Milà
a line of tapas
where does her love begin
and my desire end?
the full moon
at La Sagrada Família
unfinished me
Occupy Madrid
returning
to my mother tongue
Seville Cathedral
above a sea of heads
chirping swallow
Dante in Thought
is it possible to take
refuge in poetry
Dalí painting
on my water-stained wall
hometown memories
Modern Haiku, 44:1, winter/spring 2013
A Room of My Own: Before Jesus Tanka
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a bare heart
and a humbled mind
before Jesus --
patch by patch filtered sunlight
slips beyond the chapel door
FYI: This could be read as a prequel to my ta...
