Friday, July 29, 2005

Meanwhile, south of the Tropic of Cancer

There must be something in the Mexican air that helps the germination / generation of beautiful hay(na)ku. Ernesto Priego has been writing them for quite some time, & now Rebeka Lembo joins in. I'm posting one of her latest poems below.
Thank You

just when
I think I

reaching the
ground, you have

me I
have never fallen.

-Rebeka Lembo


Renee Wagemans said...

You picked a very great poem

Tom Beckett said...

Very nice.

Neon said...

I appreciate this. Magnificent selection!