no. 465

Brewing espresso

While my children are sleeping…

But how can I write?

~Guillermo Delgado

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no. 465, Guillermo Delgado, 2016

no. 459

This cool breeze blowing
Through the glass and brick buildings,
Pushes my pencil.

~ Guillermo Delgado
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no. 438

Two strangers embrace—

Hold each other quietly:

Transfusion of joy.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 438, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 438, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 436

This summer landscape

Swelters and disintegrates

With each passing mile.

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 436, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 436, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 431

On these foggy hills,

We listen to the rhythm

Of our breaths and chains.

~Guillermo Delgado

no. 431, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 431, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 429

As the wind picks up,

The scent of spring rain arrives,

Should I stay or go?

~ Guillermo Delgado

no. 429, Guillermo Delgado, 2014

no. 429, 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. 419

Racing clouds erase

crippling trivialities,

sky blue with promise.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 419, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 419, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

 

 

haiku no. 418

Early spring morning—

blanket of clouds spitting mist:

a day to reflect.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 417

A cup of Earl Grey—

steaming the hump-backed moon night;

bone-chilling spring winds.

 ~Guillermo Delgado
no. 417, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 417, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

 

 

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