coriander soup
the smell of
summer rain
-#163
red chilies—
her heart still burns
with anger
-#165
lemon flavor
my first love
in my memories
-#169
chilly spices
mixed in chicken curry
my grandfather's choice
-#169
ladies fingers
how sleek and beautiful
with the nails missing
-#180
[Published in Sketchbook May/ June 2011 'vegatables' Haiku Thread]
1 comments:
Wonderful haiku, Priyanka...makes me think of India.
I finally got my ticket. I arrive in Mumbai October 25th...leave almost six months later on April 10th. I hope, somehow, to meet you while I am in India.
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