I sat beneath the willows, and this is what I heard.
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Author: Merry Chase
Senryu Set 3
Maybe just for fun,
maybe just because we can,
maybe for a laugh.
Trinity
Willendorf came up in conversation today. I’ve moved closer to there, since I wrote this. Ciao, for now, Milo! Here’s to Goddess, whence-ever she hails, by any name you hail her.
Augury
A little something about the search for meaning.
Foggy Soggy Dribble All the Grave
I don’t know. I’m never in the know, you know. But I get the news. Who can’t?
And what to do? A different drummer’s dance, I suppose. There’s always someone with a drum. Listen. Hear they come.
Two Haiku for Equinox
Wherever you find your balance point, it’s the Equinox. Spring in the South and Autumn in the North, as I write this. Somewhere, anyhow, a butterfly is new-hatched.
They Will Ask
They will ask and we will answer; that is, if there’s anybody left to ask or answer.
Autumn Haiku Collection
The seasons are on the verge of changing, and haiku is in the air.
Spinning Soup
Slip happens.
