Deep in a forest the world is quiet and dead; newborn icicles. © Nancy Botta, 2020
It finds a way. (haiku)
Category Archives: haiku
Porcelain Sink. (haiku)
Cool splashing water
rinses off bruised apricots;
finally, the sun.
©Nancy Botta, 2020
Tuesday by the river. (haiku)
The fog drifts around
formless and weeping all day;
June is drunk again.
© Nancy Botta, 2020
Undone. (haiku)
A little black bird
frozen under dirty snow—
mom forgets my face.
© Nancy Botta, 2019
Window by the bed. (haiku)
Smudge of waxen light
wavers behind endless clouds;
her wet cough returns.
© Nancy Botta, 2019
Rusted Honey 