It’s the wrong time of year for this, but if I don’t post it now, I’ll forget about it. The haiku appears in Modern Haiku 56.3, which just arrived in the mail. It was prompted by my neighbor’s black lab, who loves water.
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.
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Woodrat photohaiku 