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
Butterfly Dream: Dash and Dot Haiku by George Swede
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*English Original*
paper-white winter sky
the crow becomes a dash
then a dot
*Frozen Breaths*, 1983
George Swede
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
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