Karl Miller, US

 

 

Tanka   your picture shocked me: memory froze you a kid, not worn & tired but fun, vivacious – really cancered to an early stop?     the odd reminder pulls you down old, lost hallways: staring in silent rooms at cobwebbed, mottled mirrors— see yourself, caught there     Haiku   hurricane has passed— a broken stop sign swings loosely by ruined trees     the wind stirs shadows a new day launches with rain waiting to be seen     strengthening sunlight bare wintered tree ice sparkles, coaxing the hard pond     on the cusp, shining, perfect, undeflated you— I can’t keep looking     About Karl Miller, US   Karl Miller: lives in Coral Springs, FL; he works in insurance in Boca Raton, and has been published in various literary journals over the last few years. Photo