We’ve been shedding layers and the sweet seduction birdsong has begun. Flower-buds are peeping from barren stems. Like the glaciers that once carved the lands around us, the ice and snow have once again vanished leaving a trail of fine gravel as their only trace. But the sky exposes the fake: Winter is coming back.
early Spring
every bright new thing
born to shiver
mr oCean, 18 January 2011
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Sonnenaufgang
der Morgengrauenchor
der Bohrmaschinen
(I’m working up to my goal of writing a German-language haiku using three or fewer words. German-speaking friends: Kritik/Korrektur ist wilkommen!)
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