Charles Hood, Birch Row
LATE OCTOBER
The sky is lousy with grey
A pluck at branches
Leaves flutter like December birds
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Marc Janssen
Review by Vyarka Kozareva
Brief, melancholic, a bit painful.
The feeling of something that departs life intertwines with the feeling of something that has come earlier, not desired but irreversible.
Review by Paul Jones
In this Westernized haiku, the magic of the leaves as later birds is brought to earth by the lack of color in the “lousy” sky.