After Rain
by Nadia Solenne
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After the rainfall,
a snail draws its silver line
across the stone step.
13 words · 3 lines · Haiku
by Nadia Solenne
The ocean doesn't care that you're watching. This is what makes it worth watching.
It's raining again and I have nowhere to be angry about it.
November twilight— the scarecrow still stands alone. Sparrows left in June.
Flowers, I have learned, are not about beauty. They are about the argument
The maples don't grieve. That's the first lesson.
June gives us the longest day and we still waste most of it talking about the weather.