haiku XII

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January 29, 2022 by petrujviljoen

I detect a heave, somewhere in the distant interior, take the time to smile at it (oh! you again), get on with facing the day, a slight wrench in my chest as I turn my attention to the business of living; attending to the chores. Lately that pull has become stronger and I’m worried – if I give in to it, what will be left?

my heart –
call of the
taita falcon

8 thoughts on “haiku XII

  1. Oh my! I love this little endangered falcon. The only place it is known to live in South Africa is the Mariepskop escarpment. Guess where I live!?!!

  2. ShiraDest says:

    Hmm, Jane might be right, Petru. If it was physical?

  3. memadtwo says:

    So hard to know when the line has been crossed….(k)

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