when was love
our transitive verb
turned into
your common noun...the garden path
is strewn with fallen twigs
November/ December 2009 issue of Sketchbook
A Room of My Own: Mountain Sunrise Haiku
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mountain sunrise
I forget for a moment
this fleeting life
FYI: It might be interesting to do a thematic comparison reading of my
haiku below:
Grand Canyo...
