Senryu I Think Poem by jan oskar hansen

Senryu I Think



Senryu

Euphonic stillness
Liquid pearls on an oar blade
In a summer fiord



Senryu

Pleasing to the ear
Clicks of mother’s knitting pins
On cold winter nights


Senryu

Melancholy is
Layers of large snow flakes
On the window sill

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