Late Night Haiku XXXII

By Timothy R Butler | Posted at 6:28 AM

XC. Soft wind of mem'ry
Blows by, though the other may
Forget what remains.

XCI. Ah! For the happy
Twist of plot to be placed by
The playwright's kind hand.

XCII. But to hope for what
Is but memory, not twist…
Such hope is tragic.

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