Midnight

February 21, 2017
By Cyclone1999 GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
Cyclone1999 GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
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I don’t sleep, watching the bright moon. Howling echoes; I join without thought.
Wondering why? What is the purpose? Where does it come from? A howl slips out.
The shape reminds me...my midnight cookie! Grumbling starts. How could I forget?


The author's comments:

This is written in a Korean poetic form called sijo.


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