mulu cave
talking zen in
all its silence
delivering me from
the womb of samsara
buddha, dharma and sangha
haiku for Bandar Seri Begawan
the drive around
neat and clean as the sultan
in the picture'
getting the message
in the toilet
durian season
super moon
the monk's head
glowing with a moon
the boat permanently
beached on a canvas
thanks to my brush
two trapeze artists
a sixteen legged stunt
in a maze of ropes
the mountain there
it takes me to
the nirvana inside me
all souls' day
the child's grave clean
and sparkling again
spring parting
only your haiku to
lighten up the path'
solar eclipse
the sun hides in the
moon's belly
my love for this country
is like a moon waning and waxing
pulling a tide that sweeps me
... in so many directions
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem