Lavana Kray
Selected Haiku...
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open air jazz - an ibis delving in the oiled waste tulips for mom - the faraway look of her eyes looking for my name old attic - the doll also has chapped hands |
clothesline - the evening fog wears my black frock worm wind - some childish part of me turns into dandelions New Year - I break a wishbone on my own |
walking back and forth on my own footprints... dying embers gulls on the bridge... can't tell my cry apart from theirs no one on the bridge - the perfume of a scarf woos butterflies |
widow's house -
a cherry blossom twig
into the letterbox
jasmine fragrance -
a snail crawling
on the tea table
honey moon -
first snowflakes gather
in the empty nests
a cherry blossom twig
into the letterbox
jasmine fragrance -
a snail crawling
on the tea table
honey moon -
first snowflakes gather
in the empty nests