no. 454

Inside the spaces,

Where I walk from dark to light:

Living in the breath.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 454, Guillermo Delgado, 2015

no. 454, Guillermo Delgado, 2015

no. 426

Winter’s departure:

Runners coming out in shorts,

What a blinding sight!

 ~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 426, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 426, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 422

Through the dying leaves,

light creeps towards my writing hand;

time is running out.

~Guillermo Delgado

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no. 422, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 352

Winter is ending—

long month of grey skies and mud;

March in the Midwest.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 352, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 352, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 330

The morning sunbeams—

light up the side of houses;

waking the runners.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 302

Light reflects off plane—

in an easterly approach;

summoning spirits.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 302, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 302, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 299

Snowflakes in the light—

we cheer and gaze at the sky—

clouds drifting away.

 ~Guillermo Delgado
no. 299, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 299, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 287

Winter midday light—

in the eyes of my children—

crystal clear windows.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 287, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 287, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 250

The gait of students—

under jagged vein of light;

winter break is near.

~Guillermo Delgado

no. 250, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

haiku no. 229

The morning after—

it’s hard to see in bright light,

I’m used to dark clouds.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 229, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

no. 229, Guillermo Delgado, 2012

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