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Midsummer afternoon. Trees whisper in the breeze. The breeze brings the scent of flowers. The flowers feed colorful insects cavorting under a wondrous sky. A sky viewed from the blanket on which I lie supine. Midsummer eveningA cloudless sky overheadSupine under stars Prompted by dVerse host De’s Quadrille #182: Are You Pining for Poems? andContinue reading “A Haibun: Supine”