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haiku no. 394
New-formed buds busting— ancient trees casting nets… companions to homes. ~Guillermo Delgado
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haiku no. 395
On cool spring morning— I sort, rinse, and soak the beans; like my ancestors. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 395, Guillermo Delgado, 2013
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haiku no. 396
The sounds of chainsaws— idling, revving, and grinding; mourning the elm trees. ~Guillermo Delgado
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Special Event / Haiku Festival on Saturday April 27, 2013 in Chicago
April 27, 2013 Harold Washington Library Center Guillermo Delgado Haiku Festival Awards Ceremony Cindy Pritzker Auditorium 10:00 a.m. – 11:30 a.m. The ninth annual Haiku Festival Awards Ceremony...
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haiku no. 397
Billboard in the sky— luring me with dollars signs, blocks views of heaven. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 397, Guillermo Delgado, 2013
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haiku no. 398
Young haiku poets radiating on the stage, there’s hope in this world. ~Guillermo Delgado
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haiku no. 399
A cautious bike ride: nursing my knee back to health… sensation of flight. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 399, Guillermo Delgado, 2013
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haiku no. 400
Trees burst with light green— Brewer’s Blackbirds peck at ground; hodgepodge of insects. ~Guillermo Delgado
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haiku no. 401
The first warm spring day— the teen boys think they’re so cool; girls bunch and giggle. ~Guillermo Delgado
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haiku no. 402
Another warm day: howling and wailing sirens— more than usual. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 402, Guillermo Delgado, 2013
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haiku no. 403
Mother of four kids: pregnant soldier imprisoned for being anti-war. ~Guillermo Delgado
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haiku no. 404
On a cool spring night— under majesty of stone: Angela Davis. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 404, Guillermo Delgado, 2013
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haiku no. 405
First weekend in May— I’m watching and listening: sunset and laughter. ~Guillermo Delgado
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haiku no. 406
Cinco de Mayo: sombreros and mustaches make you look racist. ~Guillermo Delgado Rethinking Cinco de Mayo
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haiku no. 407
Walking late at night, towards the hectic avenue— my fists hardening. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 407, Guillermo Delgado, 2013
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haiku no. 408
Morning in the ‘hood— shadows slowly disappear; chance to start over. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 408, Guillermo Delgado, 2013
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haiku no. 409
Planting ideas— wise elders share their visions, the clock is ticking. ~Guillermo Delgado
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haiku no. 410
Tree blossoms tumbling— every time they touch my skin: I pedal harder. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 410, Guillermo Delgado, 2013
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haiku no. 411
Haiku hiatus: too busy to sit and write… spring scent lures me back. ~Guillermo Delgado
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haiku no. 412
The brown-skinned men sweat— over the hoes and shovels; elitists’ gardens. ~Guillermo Delgado
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