Haiku-a-day
Two deer stand camoflauged in a bare thicket by a river in winter.

The light starts to fade,
golden across the river —
deer stand still, hidden.

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The track of a deer in ice.

On the darkest night,
huddled in the cold thicket,
my tracks left in ice.

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A starling flying against a blue sky above a snowy pine tree.

A starling floats in
biting February wind,
surveying the grid.

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A flock of starlings flying and perching in trees against a blue sky.

They’ve come to scavenge
any berries they can find
after the snowstorm.

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A small glass bottle filled with U.S. postage stamps with the focus on a stamp with a portrait of Henry David Thoreau by Leonard Baskin.

Thoreau’s worried face,
Leonard Baskin made him sad,
bewildered by time.

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A murmuration of starlings in midflight against blue sky.

The wind biting me
while I photograph starlings,
wild after the snow.

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Long blue shadows on a frozen lake surrounded by forest.

This time of bad news,
our walking lake is frozen,
drawn with blue shadows.

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A pair of Trumpeter swans on an icy river's edge with their gray signet.

One with neck folded,
two swans with their young signet,
like feathered ice floes.

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Thick ice cracking on the edge of a river with the setting sun shining on it.

This time of bad news,
the river, mostly frozen,
ice breaks here and there.

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A Trumpeter swan in winter floating on a river.

Head under my wing,
I slept in the snow last night —
color of the moon.

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Frozen water bubbles in a river, one broken.

Death slows down the day,
the permanently unsaid —
the not to be heard.

Haiku-a-day
Three Trimpeter swans float in a line at a river's edge in winter.

Along the river
our steps are matched by these three
silent winter swans.

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A frozen creek in winter with late day light.

For Jerry

This time of bad news,
the creek takes another form
in the fading light.

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Two white-tailed deer stand in a thicket in winter.

This time of bad news,
white-tailed deer stick together,
wait for us to pass.

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A wedge of Trumpeter swans float on a river in winter.

This time of bad news
a wedge of Trumpeter swans
gliding unbothered.