The crescent moonlight,
An old woman swatting bugs—
Summer is ending.
~Guillermo Delgado
no. 467, Guillermo Delgado, 2016
no. 466
The scent of coffee
And the windows wide open…
Possibilities.
~Guillermo Delgado
no. 465
Brewing espresso
While my children are sleeping…
But how can I write?
~Guillermo Delgado
no. 465, Guillermo Delgado, 2016
no. 464
In this coffeehouse,
Daydreams of sun, dirt, and sweat…
Brown hands to white cups.
~Guillermo Delgado
no. 464, Guillermo Delgado, 2016
no. 463
The first espresso
comes with a wide and bright smile…
melts the frost away.
~ Guillermo Delgado
no.463, Guillermo Delgado, 2016
no. 462
Walking with children—
Everything is beautiful
After the snowfall.
~ Guillermo Delgado
no. 462, Guillermo Delgado, 2015
no. 461
The sun’s face peeks in—
Children hide under blankets;
Another coffee.
~ Guillermo Delgado
no. 461, Guillermo Delgado, 2015
no. 460
That morning feeling:
Other bike commuters nod…
Solidarity.
~ Guillermo Delgado
no. 460, Guillermo Delgado, 2015
no. 459
This cool breeze blowing
Through the glass and brick buildings,
Pushes my pencil.
~ Guillermo Delgado
no. 458
Waiting for the train—
So many dreams to begin—
A sky with no end.
~ Guillermo Delgado
Sky Train (no. 458), Guillermo Delgado, 2015
Storefront Window Display at North Branch Projects
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Haiku-In-Residence: Daily Conversations with Nature 