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a melody
comes to my memory . . .
wind in the rosebush
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una melodia
torna alla mia memoria...
vento tra i rosai
Tr. by Moussia, WHCitalian
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Special thanks to Moussia!
. . . Read my Haiku Archives 2010
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5/02/2010
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2 comments:
Dear Gabi,
There's a haunting note to your haiku. I read the kigo in your final line: 'wind in the rosebush'.
I enjoyed this very much.
Sonam
Lovely day to you Gabi
G.
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