Nothing Crosses the Horizon
A haiku for Heraclitus, "The Obscure"
By CarminumPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Photo by Adrien Olichon (from Unsplash)
Rapids mock gusts; tongues,
pervious, spit sparks. Black spreads,
steals—and stays hidden.

Rapids mock gusts; tongues,
pervious, spit sparks. Black spreads,
steals—and stays hidden.
Comments (2)
Another beautiful homage to the great Greeks. :) The cover image is 👌🏻
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