[Source – Pixabay]
In the search of a moon Haiku poem, I found how beautifully a 21st century poet addressed to his favourite classic poet –
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… lifting my cup,
I asked the moon
to drink with me …
Li Po
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And if Li Po had
got the moon in his mitts
what would he have done with it?
Cid Corman
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Today, I decided, I will stay with these words and leave rest of the search for tomorrow.
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Moon was its usual self,
I was the one, lost and fuzzy,
Moonlight still showed the way.
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