2019年06月19日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 353rd. week

Feeling intimidated, in her room, resin like dirt still there.
Funamushi, a woman in Nanso Satomi Hakkenden, staring below, a tree frog is. Or, a sea roach, staring below, a tree frog is.
Of the children, handles of their bags, something strange tangled up.
To slip into obscurity, under the bed sheets, red string of fate.
His late mother, instead of his father, a stone to set. Or, his late mother, instead of her breast‐fed, a stone to set.

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