Thursday, March 19, 2015


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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