haiku + images
Over there, across
the highway, a windmill spins
as long as wind blows.
Longevity and transience, nicely addressed with one of my favorite of your photographs . . .
Thanks, Linda. For some reason, I had a hard time with the haiku here – I was trying to write about the broken chair and/or the wrench, then eventually realized neither of them were the subject. (I’m sometimes slow to notice things like that…)
Derelict loveliness ..
Julie – “derelict loveliness’ is a very nice phrase! Thank you for providing such a lyrical term to describe my main subjects.
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