Tag: NaPoWriMo2017

Empty Signs on a Sacred Day #haibun #npm17 #napowrimo2017

I see the sun and wonder why. A clear blue sky doesn’t suit Good Friday. Where are the black clouds? Where is the imminent sense of a universe screaming? Robins, sparrows and cardinals mark their territory in song. A distant dogwood has the audacity to bloom. Meanwhile, inside the […]