W.F. Owen, _9 haiku

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cool spring wind--
she takes a sweater
to the scarecrow

crouching
beside the smooth stream
he lowers his voice

the cancer patient
holds the doll
in her one hand

funeral parlor--
closing the lids
for the night

fallen fence . . .
the vine
still climbing

winding road--
sun hitting
both sides of my face

summer wind--
a dragonfly grips
the clothespin

new pitcher--
a puff of dust
from the catcher's mitt

pet store--
the puppy with big feet
on sale

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W.F. Owen
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