Global Warming Haiku 37
old piano keys;
crumbling in our fingers.
coastline vanishes.
(From a currently untitled forthcoming book which may also have a cowriter too)
old piano keys;
crumbling in our fingers.
coastline vanishes.
(From a currently untitled forthcoming book which may also have a cowriter too)
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Nigel Astell
Wed 4th Jan 2023 01:12
Playing the same
song of yesterday
but today somehow
it sounds different.