Couldn't resist this google challenge. I don't know if it's what she was
looking for but take a look at this site:
http://afpc.asso.fr/wengu/wg/wengu.php?l=Tangshi&no=244
Which gives a poem by Liu Zongyan called River-Snow. Maybe that's it, though
it doesn't fulfil all the criteria. (and, I found this irrelevant but
interesting site: haiku photo gallery:
http://home.alc.co.jp/db/owa/PH_detail?photo_sn_in=714. An interesting idea
... And a more or less collaboration)
And Elizabeth Barret Browning's (Sonnets from the Portuguese)
XX
Belovèd, my Belovèd, when I think
That thou wast in the world a year ago,
What time I sat alone here in the snow
And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink
No moment at thy voice, but, link by link
Went counting all my chains as if that so
They never could fall off at any blow
Struck by thy possible hand,--why, thus I drink
Of life's great cup of wonder! Wonderful,
Never to feel thee thrill the day or night
With personal act or speech,--nor ever cull
Some prescience of thee with the blossoms white
Thou sawest growing! Atheists are as dull
Who cannot guess God's presence out of sight.
So. These can't be the one. But interesting nevertheless.
c
On 3/2/05 8:34 AM, "Sharon Brogan" <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> My friend Sara asks:
> ...
> "I'm trying to remember a haiku...
> Sharon Brogan
> http://www.sbpoet.com
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