Poetry Dispatch No. 110 | October 16, 2006
The Small Poem Re-visited Again (Forever!)
A Few Haiku in Autumn by Ralph Murre
voices on my walk
gold leaf veneer of this day
the bright-bloused women
among the birches
old men listen for music
peeing on dried leaves
which is you, heron?
white bird or white reflection –
the dark pond won’t tell
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