Middle of the hedge:
leaves flutter down in the gate.
Summer pruning rains.
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The Sun Shone at Dawn
PoetryThe wind blows harder under many shades of grey. The sun shone at dawn. *** A collection of haikus, tankas, poems about nature, climate change, platonic love, and any other poems I feel like writing or translating to English.
36 | haiku
Middle of the hedge:
leaves flutter down in the gate.
Summer pruning rains.
