Late night: April haiku 2011

late night

in our quiet street

loud yelling

1/4/11

pink evening

the sun fades gently

good night

8/4/11

I step

into my garden

temple

13/4/11

from the world’s quarrels

I retreat to my garden

and read Neruda

15/4/11

Good Friday

buns in the oven

breakfast in bed

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Good Friday

sweat in my eyes

hot and cross

22/4/11

the writers’ group

met and talked

about writing

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wild rain

darkens the night

coming home

29/4/11

Samhain night

otherworld coming close

watching Dr Who

30/4/11