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my native town - troiku

A troiku inspired by a haiku of Santoka Taneda, guided by Chèvrefeuille of CDHK:

my native town
far, far away--
burgeoning trees.

© Santoka Taneda


my native town
stands standstill
I move on

far, far away--
in dreams, I travel
We meet again

burgeoning trees
challenge my memories
Everyone moves on

© Nimi Arora




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  1. Vandana Sharma10 June 2019 at 19:00

    How sweet! yes, we keep on moving in life and some things always move along with us within our heart.

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  2. Chèvrefeuille6 July 2019 at 20:54

    Good to see you again at CDHK Nimi and this Troiku ... it's gorgeous. I like the "haiga" created with it by the way.

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