the snowman melting
only one eye remains
to see the yellow crocuses
the bells are silent
at this church now
only the wrecking ball swings
tent by the water
all night long
whip-poor-will, whip-poor-will
sunlight on a wall
the bricklayer’s boredom
turned to gold
spade over his shoulder
the gravedigger’s breath
hangs in the air
and one snow crystal
perfect
on your collar
the hook
in the torn jaw of the pike
the glaring eye
he woke up
in the hollow
of a Henry Moore
hawk
on a limb
fixed in the rifle’s sight
wind
scatters the apple blossom
a new bride
white pine
moon
and no wind
through the rapids
a child’s ball
an arm
february redwing
amid the broken bulrushes
snow drifts still
paddles across the gunwales
the canoe gliding
toward the loon
and lifts
and lifts
a heron lifts
These haiku have appeared in various magazines and books including Cicada, Modern Haiku, Milkweed, and Haiku Canadian Anthology