Late Night Haiku XXXVIII

By Timothy R Butler | Posted at 5:39 AM

CVI. For a MacLeish poem
Concerning grief history:
Ah, the maple leaf!

CVII. The still empty box,
The note stored in the drawer,
The roaring silence.

CVIII. For the leaf fallen,
Sits still upon the porch step —
The kind bench, empty.

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