mist
gathering water
my eyelashes
inspired by:
Mist
Low-anchored cloud,
Newfoundland air,
Fountain head and source of rivers,
Dew-cloth, dream drapery,
And napkin spread by fays;
Drifting meadow of the air,
Where bloom the dasied banks and violets,
And in whose fenny labyrinth
The bittern booms and heron wades;
Spirit of the lake and seas and rivers,
Bear only purfumes and the scent
Of healing herbs to just men's fields!
Henry David Thoreau
This haiku of yours is so subtle :) Excuse what i said to you weeks ago- it's averyone else's fault if theý don't publish when you churn out your poems in batches on one day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful piece of poetry! Well done!