Haikumuse | Winter 2006
by Madeleine Findlay
People walk and talk
and my mind slowly empties
around Walden Pond.
Outside my window
old tree trunk massive and black
the road on each side.
The moon
has a new face --
branches in the dark.
Water
folded on itself --
thin ice.
Old leaves
spiral upward --
winter wind.
by Tom D'Evelyn
I watch the cat
watch the snow fall
deep winter.
Outside the library
on the frozen pond
sunglare.
Cold wind
keeps reassembling
a gull’s feathers.
That’s it, not the snow,
the edge of the holly leaf
containing it.
Sirens everywhere
on this cold night in the city
The Milky Way.
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