Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words, CXXIII: "ripped tents and fireballs"
puddles outside
and inside miles of ripped tents ...
fireballs bursting skyward
FYI: The following haiku set haiku could be read as its sequel:
Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words, XCIX: "somewhere out there"
Somewhere Out There
a girl stares long
at the the borderless sky
Rafah crossing
the great beyond
of fire
a pillar
ladders
a boy
