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After Saigyo

davidsmith208
Jun 21, 2018
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Poem:

After Saigyo The Moon was never the same. After Issa The ants were never the same. The Moon kept reappearing Or I kept looking Good Haiku is like Honey on a silver Spoon DS Poem June 21, 2018 Summer Solstice New York

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