Ingredients - my published haiku, tanka, haibun and the occasional piece of writing that fits none of those categories.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
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Friday, March 12, 2010
I have to go soon. I need to fetch an important package that I left behind. Time is getting short. There are people coming. Some of them have already arrived, but I'm still putting it off. It's not far, but the last time I came up that way I walked into a white fog. It was so dense I could barely see the ground. All I could do was force myself to keep putting one foot in front of the other, following my instinct on where the right path was, until I came out of it. The sky is now a bright, clear blue but I have a cold dread of walking into the fog again on that path. I have to go soon.
looking back on it
from a distance
the fog bank
as impenetrable from outside
as from within
looking back on it
from a distance
the fog bank
as impenetrable from outside
as from within
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