Another Renaissance

Haibun Poetry
The maple tree by the deck blooms. Small leaves sprout from the tiniest tendril branches growing from her moss-infested trunk. She wasn’t supposed to live this season. Now sparrows perch on her highest branches, singing. And squirrels scamper up and down her all day long.
clear sky
a morning breeze rustling
crabapple blossoms
more by FRANK J. TASSONE
photograph by Jamie Hamel-Smith
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