croaking frog
there’s no pleading with
the lily harvester
Written on November 19, 2024
(more…)Category: Poetry
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boiled corn
half of the boy’s half
to the dogWritten on December 14, 2025
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red clovers
a butterfly unfazed
on the swingWritten on February 24, 2026
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anguishing over
coming up
with fresh creative works
in a world that offers
as inspiration
the same violence
every day
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fledgling sparrow—
scavenging for
a thick enough scarfWritten on January 2, 2026
Featured in Triya magazine, Basant edition, 2026.
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two numb legs
first leg
of the trekWritten on January 27, 2025
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the algorithm
finally delivers
snow on Mt. FujiWritten on December 7, 2024
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driftwood
tugging at the hem
of the riverSelected in Golden Haiku Competition 2025
Displayed as a poster in Golden Triangle area, Washington D.C., U.S.A.
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We start our breath
with wonder at the earth,
but by the end of it
we are huffing with exhaustion
as we plunder it whole.
