Breeze gusts its cold chords
round the notes of summer’s song
autumn melody.
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In the lake’s mirror
a second moon glows palely
caught in dark waters.
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Pounding thunderclouds
hooves scatter stars like sparks
the wild hunt passes.
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Winter waves carry
scents of snow and ice fields’ bite
the first brown leaf falls
Photo credit:
Elena Drobychevskaja

