a esteira...
Num canto,
A luz ténue do candeeiro
E um perfume suave a jasmim
Que (a) invade
No centro, a esteira
Teu kimono que percorre suave o teu corpo,
Deslizando até mim!
Jocilene Lima, 16/02/2015
This is not a translation, just an English Haiku based on the poem above, inspired by a friend Haiku on the Goodreads:
In a twilit room, a mat
And a scent of cherry blossoms
Invading. To the ground
Komorebi’s kimono
Slides over her body, smoothly