no. 466

The scent of coffee

And the windows wide open…

Possibilities.

~Guillermo Delgado

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haiku no. 172

Crystalline morning—

anything is possible,

eight hours of sleep.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 172, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 172, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

 

haiku no. 171

This empty highway—

police aim their radar guns,

late-summer morning.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 171, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 171, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 159

The toothless old man

struggles to find his balance

in the late summer.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 159, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 159, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

 

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