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2008-06-07 7:17 PM Twenty-third Saturday, from Rancho Obsesso Riot of birdsong,
Overlapping, endless green, Damp earth's chocolate scent. Threads of fog, thin mist. Early bee finds marigolds. Not interested. Lawn's gone to clover. Let's ask landlord not to mow -- Meadow by next week! (Note to folks who came to this blog through the China entries: every Saturday morning I write 3 haiku [applying that term loosely]. If there's no notation I wrote them in Manhattan, near the Hudson River. Otherwise it'll say where I was. "Rancho Obsesso" is a rented summer house on the North [non-Hampton] Fork of Long Island, NY.) Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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