winter barn

Dave BontaFebruary 25, 2008December 28, 2016built environment, haiku

a faint smell of summer
through an open door

Published by Dave Bonta

I live in an Appalachian hollow in the Juniata watershed of central Pennsylvania, and spend a great deal of time walking in the woods. My books of poetry include FAILED STATE: HAIBUN, ICE MOUNTAIN: AN ELEGY, BREAKDOWN: BANJO POEMS, and ODES TO TOOLS. View all posts by Dave Bonta

2 Comments

zoe says:

December 7, 2009 at 1:41 pm

WOW! the color and crispness of these is amazing/beautiful: the haiku is *perfect*.

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1. Dave Bonta says:
  
  December 7, 2009 at 1:53 pm
  
  Thanks! I was kind of pleased at how that haiku turned out, too.
  
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