30 april 2018
Withering
One hazel moon
of November. I was thinking
of an iceberg.
*
The seared
shoots of grass. The path
covered by autumn leaves.
*
A weeping willow
lays down the branches
to embrace the river.
30 april 2018
One hazel moon
of November. I was thinking
of an iceberg.
*
The seared
shoots of grass. The path
covered by autumn leaves.
*
A weeping willow
lays down the branches
to embrace the river.
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