Tag: senryu

street cleaner and crow making small talk

a letter detailing the death of mango tree

perhaps they long to be me a shade darker

crouched shadow reflects by the night stream

our bodies: cities, civilisations born and undone

autumn winds crawl up the spine

slow burn the voice cracks from goodbyes

fading from existence autumn harbour

the effort required to piece life and old age

candle lit in our private temple at peace