Haiku, Senryu and Tanka
ocean sounds
I pass a conch
from my ear to hers
monsoon dusk
the flood carrying
my shattered dreams
long rain
the homelessness
reopens the school
holding tight
to the hand of my child--
on the iPad
my mother talks and talks
of returning roles
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