A few new: In April;

A couple of April poems.

In April

in April
with the hedge trimmer
fire it up
the neighbor
cuts through shaggy winter stalks
a line strong and true

though slanted
downhill The worn world
made new while
I watch through
my window A bowl of pink
tulips on the sill

shadorma chain

Haiku 993

Wasp at the window
bats the screen. Cat in the chair
licks a paw and yawns.