The Mountain Moves Me
haiku, haibun, tanka, haiga, and longer poems
Sunday, April 14, 2013
I'm ugly
where it counts
where you can’t see
you tell me I’m beautiful
in your ignorance
pointing to my small ears
to my hair
you wish was yours
to my eyes
that look out
from a deep well
where so many empty pails
were lowered
and never made a sound
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