In winter the geese
follow the sun. Don't we all?
Time to write haiku.
In winter the geese follow the sun. Don't we all? Time to write haiku.
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So strange the new moon,
its beginning a shadow
summoning a song.
So strange the new moon, its beginning a shadow summoning a song.
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Branches bare of leaves,
the moon hangs in the balance.
A lone night bird sings.
Branches bare of leaves, the moon hangs in the balance. A lone night bird sings.