Sunday, May 04, 2008

(tanka)
looking for an address
in the noise and dust
of the industrial park,
I find a plot
of headstones
(haiku: winter)
cold winter rain...
I am lost in the foothills
of the learning curve
(tanka)
temperatures rising...
white tulips push through
the soil,
truckloads of bark
sweeten the air
(tanka)
divorce:
with nervous hands,
she folds unfolds
folds unfolds
her accordion skirt
(haiku: spring)
rain splatters
on the frozen pond
spring thaw
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