Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
Under the Sun: A Haibun
New Year's drink
our yellow streams cross
each other's
'Son, now you're a man, ' Father says coldly. Something strange…something I can't articulate in his eyes. A gaze I will carry with me always.
the moon floats
from one glass
to another…
Haibun Winner,2012 Great Big Little Poems Contest
poem
by
Chenou Liu
solid border
dashed border
dotted border
double border
groove border
ridge border
inset border
outset border
no border
blue
green
red
purple
cyan
gold
silver
black