** (ghosthaiku)

if i love you, i

inherit your ghosts, your sins.

a strong wind's weeping ~



sijo

balam e naht dah
dahl bitchi sseh dah
ppi ga hullin dah.

a wind is born
moonlight is fierce
blood is a running river



sijo

you, drifter, driftwood
on vast, black sea -
me seaweed, seahair,clinging to your free -


sijo

sarang, neh gasim e apuh.
i strike my heart like a bell.
it rings once, twice...dulls.

sijo

my feet are black & torn
chasing you around
i'm ariranging my way into a new legend, friend.


sijo

seeing you stirs
a tribal wind in my blood.
ancestors hem minyohs in my hair.

sijo

our skin is gold parchment
tattoed with old names & legends
two ends of a sacred scroll...we unfold god's map...

sijo

my country's children
gather at her skirts,
waiting for uma to rise.