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