I gaze up
at the white contrail
while writing tanka
as if there were magic words
to ground you in my world
Whispers, April 7, 2018
Biting NOT Barking: Bullet-Riddled Helmet Haiku by Nick Virgilio
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*English Original*
deep in rank grass,
through a bullet-riddled helmet:
an unknown flower
*Selected Haiku*, 1988
Nick Virgilio
*Chinese Translation (Tra...