February 15th 2017

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····shining in the moonlit rafters—an old iron
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I remember this time last year, wondering if I had any more of the winter’s haiku in me. As far as I know, no Japanese poets attempted to write a haiku a year though they did, occasionally, claim to write several thousand in a single day. Every so often I write a haiku with some philosophical import, which I would like to write more of, but mostly the ordinary strikes me in unusual or extraordinary ways.
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46 February 15th 2017 | bottlecap
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