Wednesday, 28 July 2010

Tanka and Haiku

What goes around comes around -
Coincidence is yet to be proven -
While mekhtoub is railed
And Chance thrown to the dogs -
What is left us is the ability to judge curvature.




Back on the road
Things happen in the blink of an eye
Like a shaft of sun on a lepidopteron.

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