Frank Corcoran

irish composer

MORE HAIKUS FROM THE PAST

MORE HAIKUS:

The day was snowing / This temple farted white birds / How long till my death ?

What colour these gulls / Swerving between the snow-flakes ? / My cold eyes see all

Old Tipperary / cold as wintry Japan / Cold knuckles singing

Cold saki is best / Great hate, little room. Japan / Of my cold mind now.

I love kimonos / Lovely prattering creatures / More wood on the fire

Tonight we roasted Pangar / Ban, lovely cat, from hunger / Who’ll weep for him now?

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