cattails
September 2016
Haibun
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UHTS collected works


BUCOLIC SUNRISE
Anna Cates
USA


winter sun
a red fox flees
from its shadow

For part of my childhood, I lived in an old, Maine farmhouse beside a lake. I scrambled eggs in a cast iron skillet on the wood stove and ate Aunt Effie’s homemade bread. She taught me to place apple cores on top of the wood stove to fill the kitchen with their aroma. One year, we boiled sugar maple sap into syrup. Winter lows reached 40 below zero.

twilight through the trees
where wood smoke lingers
deepening snow