Monday, April 4, 2022

April 4: Poem 4

A coating of rime
glistening in the new sun
ephemeral still.

Notes:

My first haiku of the series. The last few days have been some emotional heavy lifting for me, so I decided to go a little simpler today. Drinking coffee and looking out my back window, this is what I saw, so thought I'd record it for posterity. Or something. I like the word choices in the final line - ephemeral is such a great word, and still is so indirect here. Stillness or a continuation? Yes to both.

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