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Sunday, February 25, 2007

Even Herons


Photo by Katy Brown, Davis



This rooster
struts along as though
he had something to say
—Anonymous

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The barnyard rooster
tries to act like a lion
by preening his feathers
—Kikasu

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They have learned
to visit at mealtimes—
baby sparrows
—Tayo

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The warbler
wipes its muddy feet
on the plum blossoms
—Issa

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As the sea grows dark
the voice of the duck
faintly whitens
—Basho

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Even herons
after six in the evening
fly two by two
—Anonymous

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—Medusa

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