March 2018 - Lengthening days

Voices of unseen geese
fade north
I hold my breath

Lengthening days
on three sides of the sunlit rock
black snake

Vernal equinox
one robin on the front lawn
one on the back

Good Friday service
a branch of pussy willows
throws spiky shadows


The book-making news is that I have seriously rethought Birdsong and have re-titled it. It is now Farm Song, and instead of being a book of haiku with a few photos, it is now becoming a family-memories album – lots of old photos and many poems. Still no deadline!
c.p.