Tuesday, April 29

Haiku CIII - CVI

so thick is the air
with pollen and flowers, I
pause to sneeze & smile.



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how do you say ‘bed’
in French, & does it rhyme with
this haiku at all?



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how nimble the birds
dart! their wings flick fast against
the warming spring air.



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summer comes slow to
this city, one leaf at a
time—we wait, we pine.

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