Two Ends of the Same Current
A Haiku
Mountain grass sways in
the wind – that same wind touches
my long, dead hair strands.
About the Creator
Maddi Clarke
I am an emerging Queensland-based writer and explore connection and the human experience in all my works. I am passionate about writing fantastical narratives and building secondary words that reflect and critique elements of our own.
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Comments (5)
Aww, this one had me. Love the visual and textual juxtaposition here! Congrats! 💕
Cool take on the challenge. Congratulations on the win. Hearted and subscribed.
Beautiful. Fellow Queenslander :)
Beautiful
Thoughtful and well-written haiku. Congratulations and well done for winning.