in the moment
a faceless clock
on the mantle
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Barbara A. Taylor
Barbara A. Taylor lives in northern NSW, Australia. Her poems appear in many Japanese short form journals and ezines including Mainichi Daily News, Asahi Haikuist Column, Lynx, Presence, Ginyu, Sketchbook, Ribbons, Frogpond, Wisteria, 3lightsgallery, Haiku News, Shamrock, Tinywords, Simply Haiku, Kokako, Moonset, Magnapoets, Eucalypt, and elsewhere.
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Lovely!
I love this! A friend (on the East Coast) and I (on the West Coast) were talking early this morning about time–the burden of it, the stress of it, the limits of it. And now your haiku clarifies things for us–in the moment. What a great correction for my friend and me. Thank you.
I really love this one. Time just doesn't matter! :)
marion
in the moment
a faceless clock
on the mantle
Ah faceless clocks, and ones that drip too, at times. Moments on the mantle. :-)
warm regards,
Alan