her eyes widen
as we talk of tanka
the aroma
of Chinese wu-long tea
filling our attic room
A Hundred Gourds, 3:3, June 2014
A Room of My Own: Hazy Crescent Haiku
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again her smile fades...
I awaken to the silence
of a hazy crescent
FYI: My haiku below could be read as its prequel and sequel respestively
her empty be...
