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- January 8, 2021
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- Thompson Emate
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThis is lovely Thompson. I was only saying yesterday how much I long to go to the beach. Your words minded me of standing barefoot in sand, staring out at the horizon with the sea breeze in my face. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you Carrie. It’s an honour.
I feel the cool wind, taste the salt on my lips, hear the sea, are we really alone? I really enjoyed the calm in this Haiku.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThanks a great deal.
A powerful haiku, Thompson. When a lone person sees others by the seaside (like the people in the distance in the picture), enjoying themselves as a family, or in groups — a solitary person can feel ‘really’ alone. That is surely the time when a writer is in their element. The picture paints this, yet your haiku paints this loneliness and associated emotions, so well.
Thank you so much Mr. Carter!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you Andrew for the nice comments.
When a haiku can make you feel the soft texture of the sand and smell the salt of the sea, that’s when you know that it is doing justice to the history of this special art form. An amazingly-done job!
Thank you Katy. It’s an honour.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleI love it, Thompson. Thank you for taking me to the beach while there is an ongoing travel restriction on our place.
You’re most welcome Lotchie.