(photo) field mustards and the sky
field mustards open,
traveling under the sky -
traveling under the sky -
feel like seeing old friends
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To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour. Auguries of Innocence William Blake
About Me
- Winter moon
- Japan
- I'm interested in European, American and Japanese haikus and poems. I'm going to publish my haikus and poems, and sometimes make remarks on critical social issues. Welcome your comments.
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