The Wizard of Mudville
An apple fell as far
as Friday afternoon—
before the clock struck out.
And that's when Casey set
his sails to engineer
the dark without a doubt.
He angled dreams—but knots
within his casting turned
true rainbows into trout.
~Greg Perry 2007
THERE AND GONE ….
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Here is an autumn hokku kindly shared by a reader in Japan: In a moment,It
no longer is —The rainbow. When we look at English poetry, it is common to
ask t...
5 weeks ago
2 comments:
Well it rhymes.
So you caught that, huh?
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