for the first time
in his rickshaw pulling life
he squints in the glow
of a computer screen
...morphing into a number
Atlas Poetica, #12, July 2012
A Room of My Own: Oriole Song Haiku
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hiking alone
I'm lost except for
oriole song
FYI: This is a sequel to my haiku below:
the scent
of dappled sunlight
redwood hike
*Autumn Moon Haiku Jour...
