Sunday, May 7, 2023



beggar child —

even in his lap

morning frost

the old hand

swats a fly

already gone

snow melting —

the thin children

of the slum

a chicken strolls

through the sitting room. . .

a long day

we start the spring

in our everyday clothes. . .

me and sparrow


A Taste of Issa

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