Jean LeBlanc taught college writing and literature for twenty-five years. Her most recent haiku collection is Nod if the Wind (Cyberwit, 2026). An artist as well as a poet, she explores the transformative power of imagery using collage, asemic writing, and other visual media. Her work can be seen on Facebook, Jean LeBlanc Poetry and Art.
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lovely tone and sentiment, just enough
here, where my cat is buried.
the new girl brushing
her tail
across
bare
ankle
deep
creek
shadow
sung
suddenly…
old is.
as it has
shooting star..
cloudy night
smells of autumn.
closer to the fire
faster
crickets
getting dawn
red
fox
.
and another if gets away. . .. .
I was walking through a cemetery in Philadelphia the other day .
I noticed how many grates there were for streams covered over.
a blue sky is not clear .
so many crows
hoarse