winter dawn
a butterfly wakes up
in my dream
...
A Tanka Prose
for Ernest Hemingway who claimed that
The important thing for a writer is to tell a good story...
The best ones are liars.
...
I stretch out
in bed alone
the taste of moonlight
...
hazy moonlight
through the bare branches
'Goldberg Variations'
...
writing haiku...
the cock crows
as if possessed
...
red spider lilies
blooming along the fence -
foreclosed house
...
written in response to Hillary Clinton's presidential nomination
shards of glass
on the convention floor
...
Water Snake Lantern zigzags
through Ketagalan Boulevard...
end of Chinese New Year
...
clad in lily-white
she sweeps into each room
and out again....
the woman in my vision
...