Ephemeral airs
wind in the reeds
sings like ghosts
blows on the pipes
of the dead
who have no breath
of their own
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wind in the reeds
sings like ghosts
blows on the pipes
of the dead
who have no breath
of their own
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Has the feel of a Japanese form — delicate and beautiful.
❤️
evocative and reverent
Such a solemn moment captured.
Makes me want to hold my breath and listen.
Truly “breath”-taking!!
21 words, three couplets of four, then three. So much said.