Last leaves fall to ground
(Blanket for wintry graves),
The worm never starves.
Shakespeare’s Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth
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Shakespeare’s Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth
Carmina ad Gloriae Dei 
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Thanks! I appreciate your kind words.
-dbl
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Hello,
Thank you for writing. “Fall,”as a haiku, stands alone as a statement about death. Of course the leaves cover lifeless bodies and eventually become fodder for the worm of death, just as our bodies do when they are buried.
The use of Shakespeare as an epilogue (misnomer) to this haiku takes you on a monumental journey far beyond the scope of the haiku, which is more like a flea clutching for dear life on the hind end of a large, beautiful dog.
Nevertheless, you have inspired my next project! You get bacon and eggs! I get inspiration!.
Thank you kindly,
(Blessings & shalom),
dbl
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