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Wednesday, May 12, 2010


late autumn . . .
another exit
I've never taken

First published in Acorn.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Short haïku, as I like them.

11:56 PM  
Blogger John McDonald said...

deep deep meaning here (for we 70 year olds) excellent Bill

4:22 AM  
Blogger Frank Williams said...

It's always good to take a new route in familiar territory...

11:04 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thanks, Marcel, John, and Frank.

The question, John, is what do we want to be when we grow up.

9:23 AM  
Blogger Warren said...

I'm just shy of 70 (two years) and I can asssociate perfectly with this haiku, Bill. You're a master with the words.


6:42 PM  
Blogger Danièle Duteil said...

A very fine one.

1:21 AM  
Anonymous Monika said...

I love this one, Bill... There is anonther question your haïku conveys in my mind : is there a life before death ?

12:14 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

Warren, Im glad that a youngster like you can relate to this.

Thank you, Daniele.

Indeed, Monika, that is the question.

1:26 PM  
Blogger Tikkis said...

a retired man
fitting the sunglasses --
entering summer


(If some-one will ask I'm that retired man, from 1st of May!)

3:28 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Congratulations on your retirement, tikkis. Make the most of it.

7:39 PM  

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