The Reverberate Hills; or The Apotheosis of the Narwhal
04 May 2009
Haiku 124
While black umbrellas
Open, the golden poppies
Remain curled up tight
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Glum Winter squats down
On flighty silly Springtime;
Both have their beauties
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