She curls around the
baby like a spiral shell
protecting its snail.
New mother
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She curls around the
baby like a spiral shell
protecting its snail.
Tag Archives: hope
Harbinger of spring
An unexpected
crocus emerges, smiling
from a brown leaf pile.
Spring break
Florida is the
cheese at the end of the maze
known as air travel.
500 haikus
From a Revealing
start to this auspicious point –
my life in short form.
Morning sun
Slanting through speckled
panes, turning cobwebs into
faerie gossamer.
Visiting colleges
Muddy quads, walls bare
of ivy still inspire awe.
Can we get in?
Ithaca, NY
Ph.D.s waitress
here, M.A.s babysit, ’cause
no one wants to leave.
Why I’ve been absent
Haiku, like bonsai,
needs care and pruning. A mind
unfocused kills both.
Disorganized
Incrementally
I clean unearthing a clear
space on the table.
Silda Wall Spitzer
Wan, pale, red-eyed, she’s
the poster wife of Wynette’s
song, “Stand By Your Man.”
a haiku a day 