At low tide I walk the sandbar Far out to sea Out to islands Of gulls and cormorants Leaving distant dots of people on shore. Terns dart and swoop Sandpipers race the tide The sea breathes Each wave exhales into the next. Immersed in… Continue Reading “Low Tide”
Winter Prayer ~ for Ed After he died, I shoveled snow at night in the black bracing cold when the sky was bright with stars. My gloved hands pushed and lifted and turned the thick wooden handle as the full moon emerged slowly from… Continue Reading “Sunrise Selection”
She made a mistake, and died from it, sinking into the spongy, bubbling sand on the Atlantic shore of Colonsay. Careless, injured or impaired, old or tired, she came inshore too far and lost the tide, hemmed in between dune and sandbank and outcropping… Continue Reading “Beached Whale”
Our winner this month is the haibun “For Lack of Light” written by Kathleen Cain. We received many wonderful submissions and would love to remind you that if you weren’t picked this time, to be on the lookout for the next #Wonderfold! You never know who will be our next winner!