The day is still. Gray.
Then a wayward breeze rustles
Green buds, just for me.
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Chronicling Each Day Through Haiku
©2007-08 Reece Carson
What is "Life in 17 Syllables"?
Taken one at a time, it’s a bit of what I bought with my 24 hours. Taken as a whole, it’s a tapestry of feelings, observations, and experiences woven from the cloth of my life. Join me in the journey.
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- Literary Longings :: March 29, 2008
- Post-Katrina Metaphor :: March 28, 2008
- Food for Thought :: March 26, 2008
- Regional Differences :: March 25, 2008
- Death’s Scythe :: March 21, 2008
- Visual Doppler Effect? :: March 20, 2008
- Eastern Washington Scene :: March 16, 2008
- Hanford’s Legacy :: March 15, 2008
- Overdue Visit :: March 14, 2008
- Zen and the Art of Shaving :: March 13, 2008
- Why I’m a Writer :: March 12, 2008
- Peek du Soleil :: March 11, 2008
- I Hate Mondays :: March 10, 2008
- D.S.T. :: March 9, 2008
- Together :: March 8, 2008
- What Is a Lie? :: March 7, 2008
- Digging :: March 6, 2008
- Just for Me :: March 5, 2008
- Below the Surface :: March 4, 2008
- What We Do :: March 3, 2008
- Midnight Lindy Hop? :: March 2, 2008
- Branching Out :: March 1, 2008
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About Me
- reece.carson
- Seattle, Washington, United States
- As a writer, I try to capture life's moments and release them as stories.
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