Mo Schoenfeld (she/her) on Nostr: bluebells fade, adrift, scent, looks, suddenly passing. fiddleheads unfurl. I step ...
bluebells fade, adrift,
scent, looks, suddenly passing.
fiddleheads unfurl.
I step over a drooped fence
that will never be mended.
#poetry #tanka #haiku
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2024-05-07 20:44:04Event JSON
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