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Indian summer —
pretending
we’re in love
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First published in Notes from the Gean 2:4, March 2011
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Indian summer —
pretending
we’re in love
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First published in Notes from the Gean 2:4, March 2011
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Bittersweet indeed, love it Mel
Thanks, Ash. 🙂
loved this one when I first saw it … in the SF Bay Area, Indian Summer is beautifully warm … warm enough for illusions, yeah!
Thanks, Susan. 🙂 Loved your Wednesday Haiku yesterday, by the way! A slightly more optimistic view of love than mine here. 🙂
Terrific haiku! It couldn’t but be in ‘Notes’. Congratulations again, Melissa.
Thanks, Alegria. 🙂
A warming verse, Mellisa!
Right now? Its 22 degrees F here. Looking forward… and UPWARD. _m
warm air
teases at these days
the cusp
It’s plenty cold here too, Magyar. But I wrote this last fall. 🙂
Nice ku …
uh-oh.
autumn memories.
in high school.
glory days.
Indian summer
the red paintbrush
in full blossom
hmmmm… now that i think about it…
glory days
autumn memories
of high school
Indian paintbrush
red in the last long light
of summer
Indian paintbrush. Oh my God … fantastic haiku subject … except yours are both so great now I’m too intimidated to write one … Have to think about other wildflower names now …
lol. brilliant haiku.
Subtle humour
Thanks. 🙂