Melissa Allen lives in Madison, Wisconsin with her husband and teenage son and is a graduate student working toward a master's degree in library science. She writes the haiku blog Red Dragonfly. She is also the news editor of haijinx, the Bulletin Editor for the Haiku Society of America, and serves on the board of the American Haiku Archives.
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Hi Melissa – Congratulations. I love the way you have created this desolate haiku.
What a sad feeling you haiku leaves with me, Melissa. I usually associate the west wind with bringing my love home…as well as fair weather of sparkling days. I must say that it is so exquisitely done … playing upon the echo of romantic poetry… You certainly teach us all a thing or two along the way.
Hi Melissa – Congratulations. I love the way you have created this desolate haiku.
Great thought, wonderfully expressed!
What a sad feeling you haiku leaves with me, Melissa. I usually associate the west wind with bringing my love home…as well as fair weather of sparkling days. I must say that it is so exquisitely done … playing upon the echo of romantic poetry… You certainly teach us all a thing or two along the way.
This is lovely, Melissa – so compact yet limitless in its capacity to make the reader reflect.
I agree with everyone — worlds within your words.
Wonderful!
Alan
The sweet angst of longing… nicely done, Melissa!
Nor’easter
the house stuck on the road
beautiful and sad at the same time
yes i feel this one =)