The killers are close,
Circling and threatening
Beleaguered Baghdad.
Inside the city
The shadows are defied:
Beside the Tigris
Eager crowds gather
For a dog show,
Simple, everyday, normal.
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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