1/
green light--
a glimpse of a little girl
holding her tambourine
2/
green light--
fading reverb of her
tambourine
3/
at the traffic light
discerning the sound of
different colors
4/
busy junction
her tambourine glistens with
unknown song
Friday, November 25, 2011
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Gloomy afternoon haiku
afternoon gloom...
a lady at the reception
fakes her smile
siang yang kelam...
senyuman palsu
resepsionis
a lady at the reception
fakes her smile
siang yang kelam...
senyuman palsu
resepsionis
Monday, November 14, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Friday, November 4, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
The sand of Nanganesa haibun
Nothing changed after two months as I step my feet back in the sand of Nanganesa beach.
They are there where they were; the cliff, the trees and fishing boats. The sky, too. Don't they move just a little somewhere?
Nothing changed. But this nothingness.
They are there where they were; the cliff, the trees and fishing boats. The sky, too. Don't they move just a little somewhere?
Nothing changed. But this nothingness.
over
the sound
of waves—
of waves—
the sound
of wave
of wave
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