A Year in Haiku Spikes of bronze grass lie beneath the snow, concealed to pierce the heart of Spring. Hummingbirds duel fiercely over the feeder – dual Cyranos. Full moon in the trees, why do you diminish when you rise above Earth? On a snow-lapped…

When I lose someone I love, I remember this poem, adding the new name in my heart. This piece appeared in the Southern Indiana Writers’ 2006 anthology, BEASTLY TALES. He Tells Me I Cannot Love the Raven by Marian Allen It’s ugly — ill-disposed —…

I was telling Ruby, one of my new-ish friends, about Mildred, one of my first friends in this town. Mildred recruited me into the club of which Ruby and I are members, which is what brought Mildred into the conversation. Mildred was my best friend…

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