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A brilliant death haiku, dear poet.

elegy crawling to the life of rosy bed!

Didn't Basho say that every poem was like his death poem? The fly's slow, clumsy movements portend death. This is what one notices in the summer scene, being sensitized by one's own encroaching death.

Like a dying fly...beautifully put................................10

A poignant and powerful write. We can see the inevitability of death in this wonderful poem. Great imagery.