SIX HAIKU Poem by Jane Gibian
SIX HAIKU
easy silence
taking the bunch of keys
warm from your hand
just over there
both ends
of the rainbow
tiny winter apples -
she hands me dipping salt
in a scrap of maths homework
on the street of hairclips
buckets of pink crabs
boil in their shells
crowded streets at dusk
a single shirt dances
on the rooftop
outside the temple
buying a white bird
to set free
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