Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Waning Dawn

Done for Carpe Diem #884 on our way home: the scent of early rice, the tomb also shakes, autumn coolness, red more red, a lovely name, how pitiful

waning dawn...
the crickets let go
of their songs

© Adjei Agyei-Baah, December 23, 2015.


how pitiful
under the armored helmet
a cricket

© Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)

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