Wednesday, June 25, 2008

winter haikus-from this winter in Sylva

The Southern Appalachians
move slowly
under the day moon

Someone did a naked
snow angel- I can see
the butt print

sitting at the wood stove
the frozen logs
hiss dry

on the ski lift
we shielded our faces
from the blowing snow

The wail of a harmonica
stirs a sadness

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