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White Foam VII

June 21, 2019Birds, Death, Endings, Haiku, Poetry, The farm, truth, White Foambarbaraturneywielandpoetess

Haiku

The curl of feathers

Wafted into spider’s threads

The goose barn, after

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2 thoughts on “White Foam VII”

jochristianeledakis says:

June 22, 2019 at 1:40 am

Lovely. Delighting all the senses!

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barbaraturneywielandpoetess says:

June 22, 2019 at 5:30 pm

I’ve actually seen this, you see
We have two week old goslings at the farm right now, but come Christmas…

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