After a cascade of showers
slanting sunlight slips into my room
Followed by a swarm of flies
buzzing around like aimless tourists
Alone, I have nothing to do but
become their tour guide
September, 2009 issue of Word Catalyst
Butterfly Dream: Grey Hair and Smile Haiku by Deborah Karl-Brandt
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*English Original*
grey hair
something left of the boy
in his smile
*First Frost*, 7, Spring 2023
Deborah Karl-Brandt
*Chinese Translation (Trad...
