looking up
looking up-
the moon hangs in a shroud
of my breath
posted by J. Andrew Lockhart at 3:16 am
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
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4 Comments:
Rather eerie. Good evocation of a moment, IMHO.
Wow, Andrew, very good. I have seen this haiku myself...in real life.
S
Nice Andrew!
Lovely, Andrew!
:-)
Lary
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