Haibun - Autumn Night - Poem by Don Haney
In the coolness of an autumn night
I saw what Basho and Buson knew.
The wonders and the joys of nature.
As I listened to the sounds surrounding me
I thought this is a haiku moment.
a frogs voice
stills the crickets
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