Towards dusk, late January…
Shadows stretch themselves,
Column of cows files homeward,
Evening closes in.
(26/01/09)
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On a grey morning…
Swan apostrophes
punctuate the morning gloom.
Birds cry italics.
(19/01/09)
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This week’s offering is a sequence of haiku – I love playing with the form. Moreover, it’s good for my natural verbosity to have to restrain myself!
Galley Head squinting.
The sea rolling like tin-foil.
A fish jack-knifes clear.
Yellow-toed egret
gathers up his legs and leaves.
A curlew emotes.
The oyster-catchers
are distinctly unimpressed.
Or too self-possessed.
(12/01/09)