A blog in honor of Ernest Hemingway's continual search for the perfect sentence. Now in a new and improved haiku format!
Silver shimmering
on the water is more real
than the coins you chase
The crane takes wing so
angelically awkward as
it shambles onward
Berate and browbeat
like some imperialist
of yore, but just wait
Templates for temple
building don't include guidance
for constant worship
In the orchard stands
an ancient oak that dwarfs all
in mystical grace