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Marjorie A. Buettner...

Haibun

what the mornings brings

. . the morning is pure with tree-wind and one mourning dove's song filling those empty, long-abandoned spaces within, while this old boat, tethered too long, awash in a golden light from a just risen sun, is untied, set adrift in whatever the morning brings. . .

floating lily pads . . . the oars of the boat set aside

WHCHaibun 2008-07-05

Copyright Marjorie Buettner, 2008