no. 462

Walking with children—

Everything is beautiful

After the snowfall.

~ Guillermo Delgado

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no. 462, Guillermo Delgado, 2015

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. 435

Scent of conifers—

After a late summer storm:

Tonic for the soul.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 435, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 435, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 434

On this desert trail…

Casting secrets to the wind—

We listen and wait.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 434, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 434, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 427

The youthful revelers

Roam and trample hallowed ground—

Winter’s skeletons.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 427, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 427, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

 

haiku no. 407

Walking late at night,

towards the hectic avenue—

my fists hardening.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 407, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 407, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 402

Another warm day:

howling and wailing sirens—

more than usual.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 402, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 402, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 378

The southerly winds—

shaking the trees and houses,

it’s finally spring!

 ~Guillermo Delgado
no. 378, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 378, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

 

haiku no. 372

Squatting and hunching—

my children dig holes in dirt,

uncovering spring.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 372, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 372, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 368

The sound of dissent—

echoes in urban canyons,

permeating walls.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 368, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 368, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

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