November 2020 - January 2021
salt lick
the blue concave
of sky
first flute
woodpecker holes stuffed
with acorns
the eye-shine
of a great horned owl . . .
long night moon
candy floss
hair ice transforms
a rotten branch
Mouth Full of Stones: Haikai
- Archive
- Articles/About
- Awards & Honours
- Images & Words
- Other Writing
- Published/Exhibited Photos
- Readings
- A Year Unfolding: Haiku
- Mouth Full of Stones: Haikai eBook
- Prairie Interludes: Haiku eChapbook
- The Language of Loss: Haiku & Tanka Conversations
- Three-Part Harmony: Tanka Verses
- Warp and Weft: Tanka Threads
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