The autumn leaves are falling like rain. Although my neighbors are all barbarians and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are always two cups at my table.
T’ang Dynasty poem
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Brightness of Snow
It snowed!
What does fresh snow make you think of? Haiku, of course!
4 comments:
I just got back from Zurich with minus 10, this was how I felt:
Unforgiving cold and snow
A poet's passion
Tattered, shattered and shivered!
Ha! Very good.
The wind chill has been in the single digits F, but not lower than that.
Yesterday's 17-syllable haiku from the West Coast -
Title:
54 Degrees and Sunny
a bead of sweat forms
vege seeds beckoning me
may it continue
Very nice.
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