First Snow

The following photo-haiga feature poems that I originally collected in “First Snow” (also available as a trifold) in November of 2013 when I was keynote speaker for that year’s Haiku International Association Annual Convention in Tokyo. Thank you to Emiko Miyashita for the Japanese translations. All photos are courtesy of PictureQuotes.com (click any image to enlarge).








first snow . . .
the children’s hangers
clatter in the closet


toll booth lit for Christmas—
from my hand to hers
warm change


first star—
a seashell held
to my baby’s ear


an old woolen sweater
       taken yarn by yarn
              from the snowbank


tulip festival—
the colours of all the cars
in the parking lot


spring breeze—
the pull of her hand
as we near the pet store







scattered petals . . .
the thud of my books
in the book drop


summer moonlight
       the potter’s wheel
              slows


crackling beach fire—
we hum in place of words
we can’t recall


meteor shower . . .
a gentle wave
wets our sandals


after the quake
       the weathervane
              pointing to earth


home for Christmas:
my childhood desk drawer
empty