by eyes cast down | Apr 10, 2015 | Poems
foreshadows of tears loom menacing, vigilant man-sized icicles
by eyes cast down | Apr 9, 2015 | Poems
budding cherry trees miscarry in mid-May frost; bloom in memory
by eyes cast down | Apr 9, 2015 | Poems
Icy winds assail unresisting, breathing flesh; howling, pass away
by eyes cast down | Apr 8, 2015 | Poems
daughter’s silent room; eternal empty neatness between our weekends
by eyes cast down | Apr 8, 2015 | Poems
Discovering Bashō (at long last) has inspired me to finally have a serious go at haiku and tanka, and take up the poetic brush again, after a 19-year break. First, there are two old ones, to clear the buffer… icy street corner, icicled bedroll huffing, bristled...