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putting the old laces
in my new shoes
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7 comments:
great one
john
Very nice
This is good. A light touch.
love it! don't understand it, but love it. :-)
a memorable image ...
I agree with Jim, and it reminds me of "The Nightingales":
My shoes as I lean
unlacing them
stand out upon
flat worsted flowers.
Nimbly the shadows
of my fingers play
unlacing
over shoes and flowers.
from Sour Grapes, 1921.
W. C. W.
I really love those two lines about the laces. I haven't done that for years and years, brings back memories.
A really nice touch of wabi.
all my best,
Alan
With Words Online Haiku Competition.
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