You would join your hands
to reach silence
your favorite the thick, the dense one,
which only happens at night
and goes out at dawn
to reveal your buried emotions
the superfluous words, the regrets in the folds with clasped hands
Archives par mot-clé : Tahuna
haiku*
Tahuna, Nelson, Nouvelle–Zélande, avril 2018, canon, ©Sylvie G
sur fond de ciel froid
les mots doux se superposent
sur un papier gras
*d’abord paru en mai 2018,