on the grass
she cut yesterday:
apple blossoms
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Matt Zambito
Matt Zambito, originally from Ransomville, New York, currently lives in Columbus, Ohio. His haiku and senryu have appeared in Frogpond, Snapshots, paper wasp, bottle rockets, and Modern Haiku. He is the drummer for Cropchecker.
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Out of the blue
the wind changes its direction-
no fragrance
I thoroughly enjoyed Zambito’s piece. Thank you for sharing.
Zambito’s haiku may be one of the greatest haiku’s I have ever read. I have no other words that could sound my praise. A rousing well done!
I would like to echo the sentiment so eloquently expressed by Clutch–sound your praise my friend! Well done Mr. Zambito…
Jinkies! The fact that written words in a particular order can be construed into vigorous thought baffles me. Experiencing this voyage among your sea of letters has placed me in awe. Thank you for this life altering encounter. God Bless…
shyness
the grass slowly covers
the bare ground
A delight for the senses! The sound of the lawn mower buzzes in my ears. I feel giddy and childlike at the thought of lying down on green blades and having the delicate petals bury me with fragrance!
clear blue skies
absent swirling clouds –
migrating ducks swerve
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