Winter Haikuby Shyam Santhanam
a treasure of light ~ underwater rocks wobble with many suns our primal home, here the sourceless river ends in the endless fields mountains incant the dawn sky, vast in cloud mantrams winter beach ~ the sun and the moon chat over twilight waves the last winter ~ cities with no humans fade into pure silence
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volume 11(6)This poem is copyright © 2007,
Shyam Santhanam, all rights reserved.
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