A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Seeded II

Floating parasols
Dawdle on a late spring breeze
Dandelion seeds.

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  Ronald Wohl wrote @

Why does this make me feel so melancholic… Something about dandelion seeds floating in the wind that explains everything… As though if they are there, then everything is right with the world, and there is nothing to worry about.


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