Twigs tremble, twitching / damp, cold, gray day blustered by / the lion’s last breath.

2 replies to “Twigs tremble, twitching / damp, cold, gray day blustered by / the lion’s last breath.

  1. Both your photo and your haiku are a close fit with the weather today in San Francisco. Incredible winds, trees blowing all over, yet it is the end of March. I really like your use of black and white; it captures the essence.

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