My work in this wonderful issue!

Parallel Haiku

late at night
…………………………………………………. morning sea
my head filled
…………………………………………………. the waves, a mantra
with strange dreams
…………………………………………………. erasing thoughts

Will the night

so many lines
in the sand
will the night be gentle?

the grey wind
curls the sea
will the tide be kind?

a shower of stars
in Antarctica
will the dreams be sweet?

a frigid moon
upon the dunes
will the silence be deep?

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo