Life With Horace

poetry & essays

Pipsissewa on the path

Haiku for early light with notes

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slanting through green woods
sly streaks of sun appearing
in the textured dark

Seeing early sun glance through woods from a window I leave the house to search. Finding beam’s end is morning’s reward.

Author: Life With Horace

Poetry & Essays

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