I am sitting at the kitchen table. On the eve of the first day of spring, the forecast has suddenly swung back to snow (1-3" predicted for tonight!) -- a typical DC thaw. Tomorrow morning I'm teaching on Japanese forms of poetry for writing workshop, inspired by Rattle's latest issue. Here's my haiku for the evening:
snowdrops to snowfall
the weight of a crying child
mid-March fevers burn
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