city rainfall
and at my feet –ah!
the broken moon
garden shadowed
from early street-lamps –
what solitude
ripples spread out
the pool remembers
a frog was here
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city rainfall and at my feet –ah! the broken moon
garden shadowed from early street-lamps – what solitude
ripples spread out the pool remembers a frog was here
Author notesA chain of three 4-5-4 haiku, each capable of being read on its own. Number 3 is actually a pre-write in its own right. In a listA contest entry
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