Lull and Long | Haiku

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Two haiku for a close, claustrophobic summer day…

A stream running low in its bed

Lull

That summer lull, of

Heavy scents, stultifying

Heat and low-run streams.

Aeroplane contrails across an evening sky

Long

Contrails drawn across

A darkening summer sky

Adventure writ lengthwise.

*Thanks for reading, folks. Images courtesy of Yinan Chen and Pxhere. My recent short stories include ‘Rendered Soft‘ and ‘Across the Glassine‘.

Matthew Richardson is a writer of short stories. His work has featured in Gold Dust magazine, Literally Stories, Close to the Bone, McStorytellers, Penny Shorts, Soft Cartel, Whatever Keeps the Lights On, Flashback Fiction, Cafelit, Best MicroFiction 2021, Writer’s Egg, Idle Ink, The Wild Word, and Shooter magazine. He is a doctoral student at the University of Dundee, a lucky husband, and a proud father. He blogs at www.matthewjrichardson.com.

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Published by Matthew J. Richardson

Words in Gold Dust magazine, Literally Stories, Close to the Bone, McStorytellers, Fiction Junkies, Soft Cartel, Whatever Keeps the Lights On, Flashback Fiction, CafeLit, Best Microfiction 2021, Writer’s Egg, Idle Ink, and Shooter.

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