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Whispers The Heron
The fragrance of the brambles
white silken powdered geisha
in a shadowed kimono
with widdershins of memories
of the sauna's warm Sake
now that the lotus tree
whispers the heron
stirring my mind's Hibachi
with no time for Haiku
in the silence of Karaoke
Published 31st Oct 2023
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