April 23rd 2017

····rise—the crow stretching in the white
Tomorrow I fly to Berlin, Germany—my childhood home. I haven’t seen the city in some 25 years. I plan to keep writing my haiku—me, the Vermont recluse, writing haiku at 36.000 feet. Not quite Basho’s narrow road to the north, but maybe I can make a little travel journal out of it?
113 April 23rd 2017 | bottlecap

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