Showing posts with label senryu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label senryu. Show all posts

15 June 2009

Senryu #11

two old men harnessed
to wagons of bricks pass by
on the road and shrug

14 June 2009

Senryu #14

I can tell her mood
from which door she knocks upon;
front or back tells me.

12 June 2009

Senryu #26

I knew a girl with
sixteen fingers and only
nine of them were hers