For Dylan Thomas
alone
drunk with the starry void
skyward
I flap my arms...
standing on the ground, alone
my rage
against the dying of the light —
Calliope comes
in search of me
I write the first line: my rage
Shot Glass Journal, #4
Poetic Musings: Mother and Ocean Haiku by Kobayashi Issa
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mother I never knew,
each time I see the ocean,
each time --
*The Essential Haiku*, 1995
Kobayashi Issa
Commentary: L1 establishes both the emotional atm...
