Oh--I adore the brevity and intensity of this haiku. I admit I'm a lover of very brief poetry. When I click on a poem and see stanza after stanza of words, I often think, I would just read a book of prose if I wanted to read this much. Long poems just don't cut it for me--I miss the condensing that happens in short poems that is what, imo, makes them poems. (It's ironic that I'm rambling as I dis long poems, isn't it?) Anyway, all this is to say that I loved these dry bones and fluttering leaves and turning pages. So much texture and movement in so few words!
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