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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2 May 2012

Bleak nights and cold: April haiku 2012

Good Friday
we eat the Hot Cross Buns
his blood sugar rises


bleak nights and cold
swirling dust and dry leaves
Melbourne city


city streets
thin dust in gutters
icy wind


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