a tiny splinter: An ekphrastic haiku to danmartyjake1
a tiny splinter
the wind squeak of the door
my mind collapsing
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
aw3haiku’s Poems (5)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| a tiny splinter: An ekphrastic haiku to danmartyjake1 | 0 | 02/23/2011 |
| geese signing dusk: modern haiku | 4 | 02/13/2011 |
| Winter's fading light | 5 | 02/12/2011 |
| Cry! the morning dove- | 5 | 02/12/2011 |
| sweet as morning dew | 6 | 02/12/2011 |
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