7 Haiku

Harbour wife’s sunset
son's sea burial—overboard
dead—fish-blood and guts

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Through a buss window
that last poppy stands protesting
snow will never come!

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“Love—can it be thawed?
a frozen—isolated
footprint” big as the moon

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With the weight of winter
the last white feather quietly coolly falls
—Niagara burials

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A summer ice-cream
a high-street—winter coat-sale
the beginnings of spring

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Pigeons circumvent
the wind and clouds ledge together
in grey—brotherhood

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Hedgehog crushed—
these brown chestnut kernels prick
quite empty and fruitless