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Gary Hotham: Nine Haiku

Gary Hotham

Apr 30 2017

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Nine Haiku

graveside
vacancies in the air
for rain

for the rain
not my word
my grandson’s

stars
too far to be part
the Milky Way

into daylight
snowflakes one after the other
on top

Dad’s old birthday
low spots
collecting rain

low water rocks
daylight
for lingering

harbor town
sunset floats
with the fishing boats

falling snow
each breath
the same age

easier to climb
than the hills
distant clouds

Gary Hotham

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