and it gives off the kind of hot chill one can get at times of transition. fever in a meadow, when the sun hangs on while evening cools the tall grasses in which you stand and search for something that you have not lost, it is the deepest part of summer verdant, aloof
cool air
the wings of a fly
passing
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Donna Fleischer
Donna Fleischer, a Hartford, CT native has authored three poetry chapbooks: Twinkle, Twinkle, a haiku selection (Longhouse Publishers, 2010), indra?s net, a selection of haibun (bottle rockets press, 2003) and Intimate Boundaries, a selection of her open form poetry, self-produced and published in 1991.
Donna?s poetry appears in print periodicals in Japan, England, and the U. S., anthologies, and bimonthly on the CT Environmental Headlines website (Christopher Zurcher, editor). Her blog, word pond, begun in March 2010, is where she curates postings of and on poetry, literature, music,
photography and other visual arts, news stories, deep ecology and upcycling. She is assistant editor of bottle rockets, a collection of short verse and of bottle rockets press anthologies.
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Very nice!
I really like this…flowing and subtle. So nice to read…it leads you along in an airy, delightful way.
g'day Donna
I loved this. The haiku is so beautiful.
peace and love
fabulous images, contrast.
nice!!
Lovel! Lovely!
Strong style, great prose writing and a well judged concluding haiku.
Alan
Each and every response here means the world to me. Thank you so much, everyone.
excellent prose and haiku