More new haiku and an old painting.

(Snowy Owl and chick, Jane Kohut-Bartels, 2003) Some have said that haiku are never subjective. I don’t believe it. – Sipping morning tea I stare out the window Nothing has changed   The wind chimes frenzy A green sickly moon above Fearful season   Lightning in the dark The howl of feral dogs Sleep not…

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