Saturday, February 12, 2011

Winter: Haiku and Oddments

Thickness of white.
Only a dark uncertain line divides
white sky from white.


Behind thick snow
cars, houses, valleys, branches:
wrapped up like secrets.


 wit wit! and sickle! 
do ti sol: arrows
streak tree to tree
fierce lyrics, to a drip
a drip a drip
of melting snow

so, wing and throat
warblers, warbirds,
fleet and sing
advance, retreat:
dance (wit wit! then sickle!)
tree to tree.


Snow blows in, starved. Eats
outlines: no trees no road
no tracks no path.Only
snow remembers them: full now,
snow grins (white teeth): oh,
snow knows!

1 comment:

  1. You've been walking back on the farm, too - I saw the prints of your small boots in the snow this afternoon! :)