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My insides will die
if I do not revive them
in the wilderness.

Norah Tunney

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Topic(s) of this poem: freedom

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This is my first haiku. Everything comes alive when I am in the wilds.

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Simone Inez Harriman 30 August 2017

Wow... what a powerful little poem. The urgency of one who just has to get back to nature or die. Sometimes we just know what is and what is not good for us. To get back to grassroots of natures medicine, drink in some stunning views and eat some wholesome home cooked food. Awesome little gem...well done.

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Edmund Strolis 16 April 2017

Nice...your only Haiku is one more than I have written! A handful of words creates such a powerful and insightful declaration. The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness, John Muir

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