
An ancient haiku:
the Full Moon
promenading the pond
the whole night through
-- Basho
And a new haiku:
I have swallowed
the autum stars
and I’m still hungry
--john stevenson
Reflections on a word, theme, place or thing - my muse of the moment - in written and visual form...a little bit of free association, a dash of memory and an iota of research for your viewing pleasure...
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