I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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31 July 2007

Briefly as if from nowhere: haiku and things for July 2007


Morning is coming.
Rain on the roof gets louder.
I hide from the dark.


Morning is blank
in the cold winter sunshine
of an empty sky.


The birds chirp loudly
but for you who are absent
they remain silent.


Without your body
warm in the bed beside me
I sleep like the dead.


On a busy road
briefly as if from nowhere
the scent of almonds.

© Rosemary Nissen-Wade 2007