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  • By Daniel Leach

Three Traditional Haikus by Daniel Leach

The branch seems to float

In sky’s image in water—

Both are reflections.

The desolation,

To one with a quiet soul,

Is like a refuge.

Like an old forehead,

Time sculpts the face of the earth—

Only more slowly.

All original photographs by James Chamberlain

Daniel Leach is a poet living in Houston, Texas. He has spent much of his life fighting for the ideals of classical culture and poetry. His latest volume of poems is entitled Places the Soul Goes.


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