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Saturday, August 06, 2016

August 6

he did not know
that the skin of his face
had become radiant

(Exodus 34:29)

where do I
put the accent . . .


Blogger Magyar said...

I was two.
__Later on in my infanthood, I remember being given a 'sight-toy' that was like a telescope as I remember. In peering toward a daylight through that toy, a growing mushroom cloud could be seen. _m

3:55 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thanks, M. We're both children of the atomic age, although I got there first. The bomb was dropped on Hiroshima just about as I was entering puberty.

By the way, August 6 is observed as the Feast of the Transfiguration by many Christians. The passage I quote in the first "haiku" is from a "transfiguration story" found in the Old Testament.

The second haiku is one I've posted here before around this time of year.

7:15 PM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

Very poignant haiku - we need to remember the dangers of nuclear warfare, sometimes it seems as though we are too close to forgetting (the UK debating renewing its nuclear submarines)

11:42 AM  

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