I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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30 May 2010

At the concert's end: haiku for May 2010

The geraniums
begin to flower again
this warm, wet autumn.


I enter the house.
It’s full of mist — from outside,
coating my glasses.


The rain-drenched garden
is empty now of voices —
except those of birds.


full moon
and Wendy Rule singing


Guided by Venus
she sang and our spirits soared
in love with the Moon.

At the concert's end
we cast a spell for freedom
for all living things.

She had a good time.
It was like being with a friend
of astounding voice.

(Guided by Venus is the name of Wendy Rule's latest CD.)


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