The narrator in this haiku seems quite happy to be taken away from the city's chaos. :)
Living in a moderate climate (in the shelter of the Mourne Mountains on the east coast of Northern Ireland) it is hard to imagine being snowed in, as we rarely experience extremes in temperature.
January 13th, 2017 at 1:09 pm
Beautiful
January 13th, 2017 at 1:30 pm
Meik, just lovely.
January 13th, 2017 at 2:06 pm
Nice!
January 13th, 2017 at 3:55 pm
This captures what it is like to be snowed in by a harsh storm when there is snow everywhere and the streets are empty.
January 13th, 2017 at 5:07 pm
__ The memory of gazing outward through our darkened window; the snow flakes and people chaos. So well felt within your nifty verse, Meik_!
snow flake
as we light our candle
one match
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January 16th, 2017 at 2:23 pm
The narrator in this haiku seems quite happy to be taken away from the city's chaos. :)
Living in a moderate climate (in the shelter of the Mourne Mountains on the east coast of Northern Ireland) it is hard to imagine being snowed in, as we rarely experience extremes in temperature.
marion
January 16th, 2017 at 4:00 pm
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Wonderful haiku, the city reimagined with snow, and a little like Dr Zhivago and the Ice Palace.
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snowing
through the blizzard
particles of me
Alan Summers
Winner, The Haiku Calendar Competition 2011 (Snapshot Press)
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