wind-dried beach cobbles
the grey seals singing
each to each
Author: Kristen Lindquist
Kristen Lindquist is a writer and naturalist living in Camden, Maine.
Check out her haiku blog, Book of Days: https://www.kristenlindquist.com/blog/
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first snow . . .
our neighbors turn on
their party lights
summer clouds
the taiko drummer
widens her stance
a green lacewing
on the torn screen window
stormlight
whale-road
a rusted anchor stains
the beach sand
hanging over us
an icicle
the length of March
some stories
take all day to tell
red-eyed vireo
I say one thing
but you hear another
hummingbird moth
morning chill
the last of the basil
fills a vase
winter rain
a blue bowl overflows
with clementines
wind in the wind chimes
early morning thoughts
of the afterlife
earth day
leaving the river alone
with its thoughts
remembering
the patterns of stars
migrants
no more politics
dead-heading
the day-lilies
my mother singing
on my answering machine
another year