a haiku and porphyria’s lover
a tea plantation
the foot of two volcanoes
its valley and home
stop by the edge
of the rainforest of
goddess lilacs
a haiku is a greater coherence
galouti kebab
onions and chickpeas bowled
mint chutney, silver
songs towards winter –
biscuit tin, spoonfuls
your flannel shirt in wrung knots
twig of cilantro
tablecloths, clothesline
your flannel hope
smile across the street
a little more of today
please, compellingly
