the old elm
its darkness perfected
by snow
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Sondra J. Byrnes
Sondra J. Byrnes, relatively new to writing poetry, writes haiku, senryu, and tanka. Her poetry has been published in Frogpond, Prune Juice, tinywords, A Hundred Gourds, Ribbons, Modern Haiku, The Heron?s Nest, Moongarlic, among others. Along with short form poetry, Byrnes is interested in ikebana and chanoyu. Byrnes is a retired law and business professor from the University of Notre Dame; she lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico.
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This is lovely! Such a stark and beautiful image!
well done! just beautiful! exemplifies my love of trees so perfectly! Thanks for sharing!
splendid ?
can the ?its? be removed ? to punch up both the literal and fugitive darkness !
*figurative
(of course now i am haunted by ?fugitive darkness?)
my old silver maple
I forget
to love it
moonless deep in the oak owl’s call
Wales Haiku Journal, Spring 2019