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Summer… haibun, by Britta Benson

This poem was prompted by dVerse. Write a haibun, theme: summer. Here’s the link to the full prompt: Summer… haibun Did I enjoy summer as a child? I guess so. Like all great dreams, I can’t remember. The magic disappears upon first contact with too many years. What remains is that smell of youngContinue reading “Summer… haibun, by Britta Benson”