first sunlight
after Valentine's Day
her heart
beating against mine
in a cheap motel room
her departing words
each star has its own journey
linger with me...
the mouth of darkness swallows
our summer stars and her
in twilight
rustling maple leaves
have a voice
that answers the storm
I murmur, what am I?
returned mail
from my ex-girlfriend
piles up...
flakes of thought drifting
in a world of one color
New Year's cleanup...
finding her wadded-up bra
under the bed
at last I breathe in
the smell of her betrayal
Red Lights, 9:1, January 2013
Butterfly Dream: Outfield Haiku by Cor van den Heuvel
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*English Original*
the ball sky-high
as the crack of the bat
reaches the outfield
*Baseball Haiku*, 2007
Cor van den Heuvel
*Chinese Translation (Tradi...