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Wednesday, 23. July 2003

Instant Haikus



[1] Silly me, Silly all the croaking frogs, Only you stand in the rain amused!

[2] Eventide. Birds arrayed on wires Beads. How to wrap these In sheaves of your hair, billowing clouds?

[3] Afternoon. You come Gliding like a sawn, As sun splits the rain clouds.

[4] A Paris boulevard in autumn red, Your mom holding you. How jealous were those streets!




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