Veronica Gerber Bicecci Haiku Veronica Gerber Bicecci Translated by Christina MacSweeney Vultures Rivers can be harsh. There is no need to build walls along the frontier. Bamboo Sprouting rapidly up to the sky, like someone trying to escape. The Peacock Your one-eyed feathers gaze out over the landscape of the disaster. Fallen Leaves Fossil remains in the space-time continuum. Gravity’s rainbow.