Friday, February 18, 2011


My poetry students are writing haikus this week.

Here's one for today:

Amid the spring scents,
snarling lips of snow remain:
Winter's last hurrah.

I'm excited to hear theirs.

Young, enthusiastic writers restore my passion for my own discovery of lingual rarities.

1 comment:

Erin said...

That's a great haiku. :)

Did I ever tell you about the haiku I wrote while still half-asleep?


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