Haiku for April 2021
Yes, I know this format might be more properly described as a haibun, but I like to put the emphasis on the haiku itself. I’m good either way, though. Hope you don’t mind.
Anyway, back to the poem…
The doves are about, their sorrowful coos echoing through the trees. When the forest is still, their cry can invoke the image of a sobbing spirit wandering…
