first of spring
memories of grandma’s house
pure of us
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Tagged as Another Lost Shark, Australian haiku, Contemporary Australian Haiku, Graham Nunn, Graham Nunn haiku, Grandma's House, Grandma's House - haiku, Grandmother's House, haiku, haiku by Graham Nunn, haiku sequence, new haiku, new poem - Grandma's House, Western Haiku
You made me wonder if I could find my grandmother’s house and whether or not it was still there.
it’s amazing how time blurs the edges of our maps… and of course the progressive building over of the once pristine land her place occupied.
Love the silence, and the continual imagination leaps on the first one. The last one- very pristine.
Thanks Vuong, glad the silence drew you in,
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