By Thomas Page Sometimes but not always there is a chiasmus Between strangers as they pass And they just know that this was meant to happen Without a word to isolate them Or a gesture to consolidate them Just a moment to exist And share in something beyond what can be said In any tongue … Continue reading Alphabets: Chi
Tommy Haiku #35-37
By Thomas Page A St. Bridget's Cross Hangs over the front door with A Christian blessing Magnolia trees Stand out like Renaissance art In urban landscapes A singing blackbird After the roar of a storm Chants a tune softly
