haiku after monet at te papa Posted on February 15, 2009November 24, 2017by Laurie MacFayden claude your eight red blobs placed in meadow with poplars take my breath away the poet who falls from atop a long white cloud grins and says thank you Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
here, here to the power of the red blob!