The Italian
nation wilts in rain, stays home
or visits temples*.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2013)
*These, of course, are no longer the temples of Jupiter or Jehova, but their modern equivalent: the shopping centers or temples of consumerism, which offer free shelter from the wet element.
Author's note
As if I could ever leave a haiku without a note!
Once again, what this one says is (mostly) the truth and razor edge of time reporting because it is raining in Rome.
Also, I must apologize for using the present of wilted.
Written for Haiku Heights and wilted.
nation wilts in rain, stays home
or visits temples*.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2013)
*These, of course, are no longer the temples of Jupiter or Jehova, but their modern equivalent: the shopping centers or temples of consumerism, which offer free shelter from the wet element.
Author's note
As if I could ever leave a haiku without a note!
Once again, what this one says is (mostly) the truth and razor edge of time reporting because it is raining in Rome.
Also, I must apologize for using the present of wilted.
Written for Haiku Heights and wilted.
2 comments:
It's raining here in my city too in India..
Maximum rains in many many years..
You have used the prompt so well..
RS:)
Enjoyed this one and thank you for that little note at the bottom!!
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