November 1st 2016

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under
····her hood—November’s starlight filling
········her eyes
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I remember reading, at the start of my Haiku Year, that Buson once had an ambition to write something like a thousand haiku in a week. Illness prevented him. Up until today, I haven’t been sick. Now, in the last week, a touch of fever and exhaustion lets me experience a little of everything.
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361 November 1st 2016 | bottlecap
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