the crags bluer
under clouds where an old herdsman
hears the yak horns clack
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #1204 Yaks (an other reprise), another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And to finish, here’s Death –
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