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a fresh baguette
crackles in my palm

three sneezes
all that’s left
of the snowman

Both published in Presence 43


  1. Thanks! I have to admit he's a favourite of mine too : )

  2. So, you're moving into spring, Lynne - with fresh bread. Lucky you! I've read through your other posts. The writing is so descriptive - I feel I'm there with you.

  3. Hi Barb - it's definitely spring here in the south of France (not counting the last 3 days of rain!). Today we're back to blue sky, and the bright pink blossom on the old plum tree is opening out as I type : ) Thanks for the kind words.

  4. sneezing and sneezing
    the taste of apple

    much love...

  5. Two very nice haiku, Lynne. The first is very tactile.

    sudden thaw...
    the snowman's eyes
    turn back to stones


  6. Hey Frank - love the snowman's eyes... it feels so sad!


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