Monday, April 27, 2026

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 Who knows the mind of a melon, sweet or mild or tart? When the storm has spent its fury and the earthquake stops to stare at man's humiliation. When bombs drop no more,  when chatter is not the noise of teeth in a winter's spell. And angels wings fold like a bud unfurled. 

dewdrops on a leaf 

in dawn's silence; earlier

is when it happens

© gillena cox 2026


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10 comments:

  1. Jennifer WagnerApril 27, 2026 at 9:28 PM

    "Who knows the mind of a melon, sweet or mild or tart?" I absolutely love your opening line. Ha! Who knows?

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  2. Gillena CoxApril 28, 2026 at 2:30 AM

    Thanks for your appreciation, Jennifer

    Much love

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  3. Kim M. RussellApril 28, 2026 at 3:06 AM

    Your opening line hooked me, Gillena, and I love the phrase ‘chatter is not the noise of teeth in a winter's spell’.

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  4. Gillena CoxApril 28, 2026 at 5:17 AM

    Thanks for your appreciation, Björn

    Much love

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  5. brudbergApril 28, 2026 at 9:36 AM

    Love that melon... great opening

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  6. DoraApril 28, 2026 at 3:05 PM

    That opening is catchy, Gillena, and the subsequent possibilities filled with sweet hope and a peace to be had. Loved this haibun! 💖

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  7. Gillena CoxApril 28, 2026 at 3:25 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation, Dora

    Much love

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  8. lynn__April 28, 2026 at 5:55 PM

    I really enjoyed your unique examples of silence...the "mind of a melon" and angel wings folded. Beautiful images, Gillena. Oh, how we wish bombs would drop no more!

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  9. Gillena CoxApril 28, 2026 at 7:02 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation, Lynn

    Much love

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