Category: Nature
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Wake
When I look out over the empty lake at dusk, and see the overturned sailboats lining the shore, and the day feels full and tired,
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Haiku for Sunday afternoon
Leafbuds half uncurled, chilled in the spring air, await their liberation.
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Haiku for Lake Shore Drive
Cars, haughty and rushed, hiding drivers’ eyes and thoughts from the pensive sea.
