this season of my wounded heart
sunset glow
red leaf
zig
zagging
into my
loneliness
FYI: This gembun is written in response to Virginia Woolf 's remark on autumn:
Autumn is my season, dear. It is, after all, the season of the soul.
(From a letter to Violet Dickinson, c. July 1907)
And for more details about gembun, see To the Lighthouse: Gembun, Untitled Minimalist Haibun
