buried earth
a silver carpet --
maples and I
gaze at the barrenness
we see in each other
Selected Tanka for Gusts, #9
A Room of My Own: Crescent Moon and Midnight Train Haiku
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I'm still still
with this crescent moon ...
midnight train passing
FYI: The following haiku could be read as its prequel:
at the crescent moon
the silence...