Uploaded on September 30, 2011 All day I hear the noise of watersMaking moan,Sad as the sea-bird is, when goingForth […]
112/365: September
Uploaded on September 29, 2011 A road like brown ribbonA sky that is blue,A forest of green with the sky […]
111/365: Thanatopsis
Uploaded on September 28, 2011 … When thoughtsof the last bitter hour come like a blightover thy spirit, and sad […]
110/365: The Boston Evening Transcript
Uploaded on September 27, 2011 The readers of the Boston Evening TranscriptSway in the wind like a field of ripe […]
109/365: Dryer
Uploaded on September 26, 2011 summer night clothes whirling in a dryer —Marlene MountainThe Haiku Anthologyedited by Cor Van Den […]
108/365: Last Swim
Uploaded on September 25, 2011 When in the fall does the day come?When does the body refusethe cold of waterthat […]
107/365: Nature
Uploaded on September 24, 2011 As a fond mother, when the day is o’er,leads by the hand her little child […]
106/365: Two Swimmers
Uploaded on September 23, 2011 Two swimmers wrestled on the sparUntil the morning sun,When one turned smiling to the land.O […]
105/365: When Mother Reads Aloud
Uploaded on September 22, 2011 When Mother reads aloud, the pastSeems real as every day;I hear the tramp of armies […]