The Reverberate Hills; or The Apotheosis of the Narwhal
17 May 2009
Haiku 137
Daily, dead leaves drop:
The autumn underlying
Bright springtime flowers
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Heat waves kill roses
Yet those dried petals release
Headier perfumes
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