Saturday, June 29, 2019

Haiku From The Far East




Sea swell Osaka
liquid lead and white
Suddenly the sun

Tokyo. Tokyo yo
So many minted faces
One could never know

Canals in Suzhou
Gliding fresh concubines to
Light the royal wick

Japan to Shanghai
Sea skin smooth as mercury
Belly full of fish

Tokyo dolly bird
I smile lift my camera
She turns her head away




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