no poem is spoken
that was not once a small seed
planted in silence
© BH, 2024
Fin Hall challenged me (among others) to write a Haiku every day for 10 days and post them on Facebook. Halfway through, #5 struck a chord with a few readers. So, here it is. If it’s of any moment, I was echoing Wendell Berry at the time.
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