Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces — Harley King, Mother, Don't Lock Me In That Closet!
Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces — Harley King, Mother, Don't Lock Me In That Closet!
Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces — Harley King, Mother, Don't Lock Me In That Closet!
Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces — Harley King, Mother, Don't Lock Me In That Closet!
Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces — Harley King, Mother, Don't Lock Me In That Closet!
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Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces between the words, and to journey into the depths of many multi-colored worlds.

— Harley King, Mother, Don't Lock Me In That Closet!
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