Jacek Margolak, PL and Robert Naczas, PL






Winter Afternoon


math class
I count each snowflake
on the window*

the whiteness of snow—
my car needs a wash

between my pickup
and the school door
ice slide

end of shift—
the postman carries
a pair of skates

an empty rink—
the splayed paws of an old dog

deserted square—
the scent of mulled wine
fills the emptiness


*This verse first appeared in Abrosia: Journal of Fine Haiku, Issue 2 Winter 2009









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