haiku, poetryRites of passage. (haiku) Early winter fog envelops the neighborhood— a burial shroud. © Nancy Botta, 2018 Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Standard
Great photo – Which came first the photo or the verse? LikeLiked by 2 people October 19, 2018 at 4:03 am Reply
Terrific photo and words. I write poetry, and I experimented a bit with the haiku form. LikeLiked by 1 person November 6, 2018 at 10:05 pm Reply
Thanks so much for following and liking a post on The Expositrix! I love experimenting with haiku—and seeing what others are doing with the form as well. Thanks for sharing your work! LikeLiked by 1 person November 17, 2018 at 2:14 am Reply
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Love this!!!
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Great photo – Which came first the photo or the verse?
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Terrific photo and words. I write poetry, and I experimented a bit with the haiku form.
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Thanks so much for following and liking a post on The Expositrix!
I love experimenting with haiku—and seeing what others are doing with the form as well. Thanks for sharing your work!
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