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Cream-colored spirits haunt the glacier-carved city— a place to gather. ~Guillermo Delgado
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Warmongers invade singing sands of great water— plan preemptive strikes. ~Guillermo Delgado
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Highway to the sky, Lake Michigan on my left— I’m in cruise control. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 150, Guillermo Delgado, 2012
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Highway by the lake— empty steel mills crumble, late-summer sunset. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 173, Guillermo Delgado, 2012
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Receding shorelines— babies in open strollers, where did winter go? ~Guillermo Delgado no. 254, Guillermo Delgado, 2012
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Coast of Chicago— brown waters crash and tumble: Silver Spray shipwreck. ~Guillermo Delgado
View Articlehaiku no. 291
Folks cheer warm weather in early January; Great Lake disappears. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 291, Guillermo Delgado, 2013
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Along the lakeshore— the sound of train horns blowing breaks the icy air. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 321, Guillermo Delgado, 2013
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On the lakefront path— I walk in my red-stained boots, shed some desert soul. ~Guillermo Delgado no. 351, Guillermo Delgado, 2013
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