A Year Later

A bat circles the neighbor’s spotlight; a moth flutters into the darkness. We pass through comet dust like wind through the trees.

summer loneliness
I don’t recognize

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3 thoughts on “A Year Later

  1. bobraxton says:

    -turn we are / star dust through / which we re-

  2. Debbie says:

    Achingly beautiful!

  3. daphnepurpus says:

    I woke to find this hauntingly beautiful haibun in my e-mail inbox. It really speaks to me. Thanks for sharing it.

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