my journey begins:
a few snowflakes
flutter in the breeze
Published by
Charles Trumbull
Charlie Trumbull's haiku and critical essays have appeared in publications in ten countries, have won several haiku contests, and have been frequently anthologized. He has held several posts with the Haiku Society of America, is the proprietor of Deep North Press, and from 2006 until 2013 he was the editor of Modern Haiku.
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looking back at the tracks
slush turning to spring mud
I love your haiku, Charlie… it's funny how the path looks so undefined in the beginning, and how, after all the drifts and shoveling, suddenly there's spring. You've left the whole journey for each of us to fill in as we go…
This is wonderful!
Nicely wrought!
Very original, Charles. An image that lingers.
Dru Philippou
looking back at the tracks
slush turning to spring mud
I love your haiku, Charlie… it's funny how the path looks so undefined in the beginning, and how, after all the drifts and shoveling, suddenly there's spring. You've left the whole journey for each of us to fill in as we go…
I like the ambiguity…snowflakes fluttering just as we, at some time in our lives flutter in the breeze.