Taking a break from my Doomsday Soundtrack to play Haiku Monday. That the beat of this meme keeps going on is quite astounding—and also cool. Ms. Fishy is hosting at her pond this week, with a terrific theme of New Yorker Ccovers.
Check it out.
Summer’s beauty shed,
a pointillist scrim subdues.
Even high noon’s light.
5 comments:
Beautifully paired, Moi!
Serendipity
really good! I love the last line..i think that all the time...noon isnt as bright as summer 5-6 pm.
Serendipity: Thanks!
Chickory: I'm very sensitive to changes in the light with the seasons and the time of day. There is a particular time in autumn, around 3-4 o'clock in the afternoon, when everything seems so mellow and rounded off and . . . still.
For two amazing days every year, the crape myrtle just out our living room window is the most awesome light filled autumn display. Blowfish calls it the burning bush. I love it. I try to gauge when those days are going to be so I can be home in the glow.
So glad you had time to play this week!
Beautiful.
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