Frost glistening in early sunshine
Sparkles and melts the cold,
Like kind words.
Monday 26 November 2007
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The patterns of our memory are shaped by vivid moments which we can recall like photographs even though the surrounding events are lost to us. Photographs trap moments of time and in a different way so do haiku. Both can be distillations of truth;both fascinate me.
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