haiku 46-50
St. Joseph's Convent:
Bitter smell of smashed olives;
winding gravel paths.
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Convent cemetery:
Rows of duplicate headstones;
rustling olive trees.
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Suburban graveyard:
Houses crowd on all sides, dead
next to the living.
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Japanese garden:
I find a rabbit among
bamboo and flowers.
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Closer to Misson
Peak than I've ever been, I
get a bit dizzy.
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