Haiku

While the snow returns
to bend their budding willow
feathers form in eggs
.
.

I don’t think I’ve ever attempted a haiku before, but after spending a few hours mesmerized by cassandrabeth’s recent posts, I thought I’d give one a try.


2 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Kathleen Yasas on April 23, 2012 at 4:06 pm

    I found a robin’s egg that fell from the nest today, then read your poem. No feathers forming in that egg. I wept a little.

    Very nice haiku.

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  2. Good for you! That’s a nice one — and I’m flattered, thank you! For me it’s a practice that’s kind of like sketching — makes me see (and hear) the world differently. But I never manage to keep it up daily or anything. Write one about peepers, please!

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