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	<title>Montage #41 - The Haiku Foundation</title>
		<link>http://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2009/12/13/montage-41/comment-page-1/#comment-1498</link>
		<dc:creator>Adelaide B. Shaw</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 23:55:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Halcyon Days... I read and reread these haiku, not because I didn&#039;t understand them, but because I was drawn to them as an ant is drawn to sugar. I wanted to feast on them and fill my self with the calmness, the rightness, the familiarity of so many of the moments. Unlike many gendai haiku posted on the last Sailings I don&#039;t come away with a feeling of confusion and puzzelment; I don&#039;t need to study them as if they were part of a college course and they were my homework.  

Adelaide</description>
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<p>Adelaide</p>
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