a V of wild geese
soar into the sky
voices dripping with grief
drive me to walk
the rising harvest moon
weeps in silence
the cold mouth of night
utters no single word
Spring issue of Rust+Moth
Butterfly Dream: Shift Change Haiku by Ignatius Fay
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*English Original*
shift change
fried chicken and exhaust
on the warm breeze
*DailyHaiga*, 10 January 2017
Ignatius Fay
*Chinese Translation (Traditiona...