roof icicles
hold the first morning sun
present
becoming past
becoming future
Atlas Poetica, 15, 2013
A Room of My Own: Coal-Soot Haze Haiku
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*No More Fairy Tales*, XLIX
coal-soot haze hangs
over a field of farmhouses
*Four More Years* crooked
FYI: This haiku could be read as a sequel to mine b...
