Sat, Feb 24, 2007
Kaze no Uta (Wind Song)
Posted at 7:09 pm MST to Creative Work
Winds howl down the heights: Snow vanishes, ice bonds fade, Frozen sleepers wake. Chinook frees imprisoned lands, Shaping mud back to the world.
[The classic Japanese poetic form is the tanka: 5 7 5 7 7, not the shorter haiku that was more recently derived from it.]
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