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haiku. about the fall
haiku, the beginning of fall
Saturday morning
there is a chill in the air
leaves fall silently.
Leaves are urchins
no one to discipline them
the lost generation
Summer is still here
by noon it will be hot again
the last gasp of death.
Yellow leaves on roads
the process is beginning
from the lost to soil.
Saturday morning
there is a chill in the air
leaves fall silently.
Leaves are urchins
no one to discipline them
the lost generation
Summer is still here
by noon it will be hot again
the last gasp of death.
Yellow leaves on roads
the process is beginning
from the lost to soil.
Published 30th Aug 2020
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