Still sliding along
With Biscay’s beaches below
Such true fortitude


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Walking from Bilbao
Wetness infuses my life
During September


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Dessert is perfect
Orujo, cafe solo,
melon; paradise

(from Camino Poems: Primitivo=
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Regret postponement
exquisite torment continues
even in april.

(from Tales of Persepolis)
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In vertical stripes
pale and leaning on the wall
December at dusk

Bare and yet pensive
Looking down King Street in snow
Passersby take note

Pale gold and light blue
a long day comes to an end
Gather up garments

(from the Basileopolis Papyrus)


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Daly rests in the snow
unhappy with the cold feeling
on feline bottoms

(from Tales of Persepolis, cross-posted with A Haiku Sanctoral)

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Sipping my absinthe
toasting a cat in Texas
my Saturday night.

(from The Seventeen-Syllable Cemetery)
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