The Widow’s Shadow

First published in Mirrors 3:2, Spring 1990, page 53. These poems were among many I wrote at this time after hearing someone say that one shouldnt start a haiku with a preposition. See also Into Song.

into the bedroom
       the widow’s

apple blossoms . . .
       into the wind
              spring rain

into the chapel
       stained glass
              dust motes

into the garden
       her apron
              blows from the line

into thunder
       her ears
              his voice