Carpe Diem Haiku – Jack Kerouac’s “bumblebees”
Jack Kerouac wrote: early morning gentle rain, two big bumblebees humming at their work My answer is an american sentence: Office workers morning rush to the rhythmic sound of jackhammers […]
Jack Kerouac wrote: early morning gentle rain, two big bumblebees humming at their work My answer is an american sentence: Office workers morning rush to the rhythmic sound of jackhammers […]
evergreen spruce of the taiga wilderness – raven’s spirit hermit walk in solitude listens to the wind Linked to Carpe Diem — May 13, 2014
old prostitute – after her endless night fills the beggar’s cup Linked to Carpe Diem — May 11, 2014
mountain air a wandering old pilgrim found his words from the eagle’s cry and rustling canopies eulogies written in his smile silver dreams she wandered by herself singing to the […]
in gentle breeze oak wakes from winter sleep while ducklings chirp Linked to Carpe Diem — May 8, 2014
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