line-dried clothes-
a spring morning
still in the folds
we speak softly
in the thick spring fog
all edges blurred
an old dogwood-
the flowering limbs cast
a crooked shadow
An Unknown Road, 2008
a spring morning
still in the folds
we speak softly
in the thick spring fog
all edges blurred
an old dogwood-
the flowering limbs cast
a crooked shadow
An Unknown Road, 2008
4 comments:
fog moving in
Manhattan skyline
loses its edge
Thanks, Bill, for your haiku.
Adelaide
spring lightness, nice set
much love...
Thank you, Gillena.
Adelaide
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