my “now”
written to fill up
a jagged piece
of time . . .
maple leaves turn yellow
Atlas Poetica, 21, 2015
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...
