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A blog devoted mainly to haiku and senryu and to thoughts about, and inspired by, haiku and senryu.

Haiku is to poetry as espresso is to coffee.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

passing by woods

on a snowy evening . . .

my unkept promises

First published in A Hundred Gourds

If this reminds you of something you've read somewhere, it should.

Frank... said...: A great juxtaposition of images, Bill. A cold evening is quite often a time to reflect on one's life...; 11:31 AM
Crafty Green Poet said...: excellent and yes it does remind me of something!; 1:03 AM
Adelaide said...: Imagine, what Frost would have written had he gone into that woods.

Merry Christmas.

Adelaide; 6:49 AM
Bill said...: Thanks, Frank, Juliet, and Adelaide. While this obviously alludes to what may be the best-known American poem of the 20th century, I hope it can also stand on its own as a valid moment.; 8:04 AM
Geraldine said...: lovely and evocative.; 4:55 PM
Bill said...: Thanks, Geraldine.; 12:55 PM