(2 poems)
by Natalie Railoun
Summer 16
grapes cut from their vein
slaughtered heap of vine
smells of earth
of silkworms and mulberry leaves
the purple splatter of summer fruits
on childhood happiness
a haiku
Just after midnight
a toad swims across the moon
dogs bark at the pool
Discover more from Botsotso
Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.