monotonous fall
of winter waves
on the sandy beach ...
Father murmurs to me,
We'll die one day, each alone
Atlas Poetica, 29, 2017
A Room of My Own: Whitewashed Church Haiku
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*reading between the lives and writing between the lines*, XXVIII
whitewashed church
at the street corner a black man
with a crown of thorns
FYI: Ls 2&3 al...
