Four Haikus




the morning is cut
from tissue, dipped first in mist
then laid down in strips








fishing boat moon hauls
in the catch, silver bellies
last remnants of day









the dawn wasn't sure
it was beautiful; the world
held up a mirror









the spider makes a
harp of the morning and plays
a song of sunlight

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