you threw a word
a smooth bore stone
it plunged into the dark
A forest smells rainy. We are outside on a wooden veranda and we touch pebbles. Everyone has got her own pebble to learn about its temperature, texture, smell, taste… For this research we have only some minutes to make another step – writing haiku. Creative writing is an experience of intrapersonal communication and its effect – you meet your thoughts and you find your accurate words.
(Proofreading – Monika Bajer)