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33: December 9th 2015 | bottlecap
Was supposed to be doing something else, then became immersed. Stoked the woodstove. Read some from my Peanuts comic books, then studied haiku, Basho’s and modern haiku, and then heard my wife’s footsteps at the back door after a long night out.
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I’m saying you’ve grasped the haibun form. Also, I admit to being really taken by the gif snowflakes on the cardinal woodcut. I found myself just staring at it for a couple of minutes in kind of a Stopping by Woods revery. Thanks twice!
PS: could you e-mail me your snail-mail address? I’ve a labor of love editing exercise I’d like to send you a copy of. You’ll see why when you get it, He was a character I think would have appealed to you.
Loved this one!
I’m betting a lot of us, among the married, have this experience. :-)