Haibun: Ending 2020

As the cactus is swallowed into the sky, so will 2020 by history. Sure we’ll have our memories and stories that, through time, sound more and more like everyone else’s, but we will have new feelings, new jokes, new concerns in a new day.

So like the cactus that towers up close, as I walk away, it gets harder and harder to point to which one was so big and why.

green into the blue

the sun shaping the hue, no end 

warmer winter skews