In exile, this black daylight, can I knock on a wall of silence to make the sound of protest?
in my throat
words just well up...
shrill of cicadas
Will the sky hold my thoughts? Looking out the window, I see a paper bag floating in the wind.
Haibun Today, 6:2, June 2012
Butterfly Dream: Anzac Parade Haiku by André Surridge
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*English Original*
Anzac parade
shoulder to shoulder
headless shadows
André Surridge
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
澳紐軍團遊行
肩並肩
無頭的影子們
*Chinese Tr...