Jan 23, 2018 Haiku, Original Poetry
‘Neath the Vine and Fig-Tree
©January 23rd, 2018
By Vijaya Sundaram
The fig-tree is dead
The vine seeks sunlight in vain.
The wind blows moon-drops.
Once, there were visions
But rain-curtains blind their light.
Curl up in your shell.
A shell collects life
Quietly calcifies in death
Capture the ocean.
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