The Reverberate Hills; or The Apotheosis of the Narwhal
31 August 2017
Haiku 2017/243
under hazy skies
long shadows of the dry grass
dead end of summer
30 August 2017
Haiku 2017/242
skyline silhouette
unreal over the waters
the darkening sky
29 August 2017
Haiku 2017/241
a bird and a cloud
the bird flies off with a squawk
the cloud floats away
28 August 2017
Haiku 2017/240
there she sits again
solo in the restaurant
with her
New Yorker
27 August 2017
Haiku 2017/239
those leaves turning brown:
is it the summer heat or
the approach of fall
26 August 2017
Haiku 2017/238
early morning heat
cats slip into the cool shade
the birds are silent
25 August 2017
Haiku 2017/237
nothing more than this:
light falling on a petal
falling on a stream
Friday photo 2017/34
outside the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, June 2017
24 August 2017
Haiku 2017/236
crowds milling about
confused and curious streets
clouds pass overhead
23 August 2017
Haiku 2017/235
resting on the ground
a single feather, so soft,
so solitary
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