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The
iris standing in the marsh - so blue,
Its
roots have drunk the sky's reflected hue.
HO-O
fr.
A Net of Fireflies
translated by
Harold Stewart
Pretty hard to add to that. And that's the thing about haiku - the distillation of so many thoughts. Packing the maximum punch into each word. Lovely, isn't it? The roots drinking up the reflected blue? .
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