I love you
on the tip of my tongue
spring drizzle
fleeting summer dream
between the spoken
and unspoken
my first taste
of make-up sex
crimson leaves
thundersnow
rumbling in the distance
her parting words
NeverEnding Story, September 19, 2014
Reading More and Writing Better: Pond Haiku by Chen-ou Liu
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reading *Basho*
with or without
reflection
alone by the pond
Chen-ou Liu
FYI: *The phrase “reading Bashō” functions as a joshi, or prefatory note,
provi...
