Poem
Jane Gibian
Six haiku
Six haiku
Six haiku
easy silencetaking 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
© 2005, Jane Gibian
From: Long Shadows
Publisher: Vagabond Press, Sydney
From: Long Shadows
Publisher: Vagabond Press, Sydney
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Six haiku
easy silencetaking 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
From: Long Shadows
Six haiku
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