First light arrives before five in the morning. The birdsongs arrive with it. A cacophony of twittering, and avian arias, shatter my sleep, and any hopes of returning to it. By afternoon, however, a scattering of songs—at well-spaced intervals—may arise.
This abundance of radiance—so close to the end of the academic year. This longest day—followed by the slowly diminishing ones throughout the remainder of summer.
I glimpse a suddenly blurry sky, a single surge of wet warmth along one cheek.
ephemera
“only love can break
your heart…”
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Frank J. Tassone 
Oh God. Truly a beautiful one.
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Thanks, Petru!
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Wow the haiku is indeed surprising. Nice haibun Frank
Much❤love
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Thanks, Gillena!
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Beautiful. The emotion really builds, and can be felt.
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A beautiful haibun, Frank!
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I like the capping senryu.
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So beautiful, Frank! I love, ‘avian arias’.
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That’s just lushness in words.
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