Haiku: Cooing Blackness
By Myra Lochner
sad cooing choirs one dove harmonizing trees veld fire ashes myraAfter a veld fire (brush fire, as gercko pointed out), I was awakened one morning by a joyous cooing of, what sounds to me as many doves returning. To my astonishment it was only one dove, filling in for all the others in their absence, while perched on the stump of a burnt tree. Written February 17th, 2002 © on Feb 17 2002 12:19 AM PST, Myra Lochner 0 • 12 • 5
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