
No one travels
Along this way but I,
This autumn evening.
– Matsuo Bashō
sepia sails
brush strokes against yesterdays
alone on the sea
This Utabukuro goal from Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is to share a favorite haiku and create an all new one inspired on your favorite.
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__Grand photo / haiku; I love your “brush strokes against yesterdays, Moonie_! _m
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Beautiful poem and shot, Leslie. Strokes against yesterdays…love that phrase. When we move along, we leave the past behind, sometimes reluctantly 😀 Buy we do anyway, eventually 💜
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