July 19th 2016

Last night was my two hundred fiftieth haiku. I continue to edit it. I remember when I wrote my hundredth and two hundredth haiku. I wanted to write something extraordinary, but it never works that way. I’m the opposite of a clutch-hitter.
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····little rain—as if the wildflowers might spark
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Today was beautiful, warm with a cooling breeze, and I was sorry to see it go.
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