heart-shaped hole

Dave BontaDecember 30, 2010December 28, 2016forest, haiku

black cherry heartwood

in the black cherry snag
flying squirrel dung

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

1 Comment

Rose Flores-Martinez says:

February 11, 2011 at 9:04 am

I will start here, looking back at December

when Jesus came to us.

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