white and pink
and
rose and red:
the peony hedge
of an abandoned house
Haiku
december morning,
wild peacocks roost
among the oak trees
winter sun
too wide to grasp
too dull to burn
the old neighborhood:
street gutters fill
with cherry petals
white tea
white steam
January
Going to the funeral
it snows a little in Illinois;
coming home from the funeral,
it snows a little in Illinois.
how small the world,
a loblolly pine and forsythia
outside the window