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The Old Man In the Small Square

The Old Man in the Small Square city dirt as mask eternal season abode old temples his friends cloudy shelter sky shuffles to collect dry leaves rusty hinge calls night passers-by eyes down loud crunching, act as pillow vulnerably wrapped © Shane Cogan, 2013

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 5/7/2013 7:36:00 PM

Shane, a very deep and sad image... lonely, almost as he allowed life to pass him by... always~ LINDA

Shane Cogan
Date: 5/9/2013 1:13:00 PM

It is indeed, Linda. I watched an old man in a small lonely square here in Kathmandu one day and I just had to put it into words. He is still there every day :)

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 4/17/2013 2:34:00 AM

- A really good haiku Shane !!! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Shane Cogan
Date: 5/2/2013 4:28:00 PM

Thanks, Anne Lise as ever for kind words :)

Judy Konos

Date: 4/11/2013 8:27:00 AM

I like it Shane...thanks for posting

Shane Cogan
Date: 4/12/2013 2:07:00 AM

Thanks, Judy. I'm very new to poetrysoup and the concept of haiku, so still much to learn and discover!