The air had an edge
Like a wind blowing over
The last of us all
Friday haiku 103
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Friday haiku 102
Sitting at the changing tide
Beside the ancient harbor
Waves already lapping our feet
Friday haiku 94
In this ancient light
The spirits of fisher folk
Dancing on the lake
Friday haiku 62
Irony is
freezing to death
in the midst of global warming
Friday haiku 38
On the street
a rain-swollen gutter
below wind-blown soil
