2014年04月23日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days,the 105th. week vol. 2

Cherry blossoms are fallin’, where they will go, a black butterfly follows.
On her lips, putting her first finger, she carries the cello.
On his shoulder to carry a scythe, for a man standing still at the station, morning has come.
For a Japanese freshwater crab, on streaming water, and crimson flowers from her drift.
A knitter knits, by the length of thread, until it ends.

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