The Last Gaze Poem by Chen-ou Liu
The Last Gaze
A Haibun
Slanting through the attic window, a ray of sunlight touches my coffee-stained desk.
I look out at the maple branches swaying in the breeze. From nowhere, I feel the stab of a memory - you waving me goodbye.
mid-autumn moon...
the sound of the wind
colder
Friday, March 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn,moon,relationship
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