Friday, January 26, 2024

Haiku Marathon 2

 1.

transition is what is 

and was and will be 

things end and resume


2.

imagination is 

a boat, weather- torn 

for- lorn and alone


3.

a tower emerges 

from the mist 

like a myth, a legend 


-


Anant Dhavale




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