A Year in Haiku

Today Ragged Clouds
Rushed by Like Time Passing or
Distances Traveled.

In Their Flat Grey Light
I Felt Memories Stir and
Tumble, but Slower

And Tonight I Cooked
A Dish We Shared When There Was
No Time or Distance

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