Tag: senryu

act 1: showing a handful of soil to immigration authortities

parley between the tender flesh and cold voices

drizzle before dawn a sensual commune with shadows

perhaps the empty classroom is a reflection of the magpie-robin’s soul

finally some sense of urgency clouds rush overhead

even in sleep i keep the soft parts of you close

squirrel runs along solstice fence dividing autumn and winter

running away in opposite directions waterhen and a silly human

ash grey clouds the cold alive and well