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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29 February 2008

A change in the air: haiku and things for February 2008


A change in the air.
We feel rain approaching, run
welcome it from indoors.


Tiny green finches
flash in and out red flowers
through my high window.

* * *

Despite the darkness
she will not close her curtains
against the fig tree.


sunny noon
after the monsoon rains
an early autumn


Moving Out On Valentine's Day(Happening to various friends)


Last year, a pink rose.
This year he steps on a plane
heading for elsewhere.


They travel all day
in separate cars packed high
apart together.


The heart of the world
pulsates. Gaia is living –
my love, my first love.


Warm and lazy
the rain-swollen river
glides into autumn.


A small black cricket
lurks among my cosmetics
as in a city,
starving by tall containers
needing outdoors, a forest.


News of her death comes.
I'm calm, but my husband says
I groan in my sleep.

© Rosemary Nissen-Wade 2008

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