
(1)
in the horizon
evening is coming down
alone: a seagull
(2)
wavewashing my feet
lazy walk on the seashore
gently moves; the sand
(3)
a hole in the sand
the wave washes it away
the crab heads the sea
Lampinenung, 15 February 2009
Someday, there'll be a book out of this.
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