so dark i can't see
the clouds that fill the sky
move over the moon

lost hours
go on forever
to where?

dawn shines through
but i turn, warm, and sleep more -
good igloo

the whiteness broken
spread into green, blue, yellow -
the prism of spring

these plus seven days
remind me that snow is water
with soaken ski boots

the melting snow -
i want it, i don't want it
nothing you can do

parting with winter
soothed by morning birdsongs
for gaps in the snow

it's springtime!
may the hairs of my shaven beard
fill a thousand nests

in this order -
my feet, the deck, the snow
an island, the sky

broken igloo -
struggling in the stuggling spiral
the centre cannot hold

watching the icicle
to slowly lengthen, tremour
and the drop to fall

the thawing winter
drips nearby drop nearby
drip by drip by drip

sunny winter day -
she laughs as i plunge my hand
deep into the snow

it's no monk's life this:
fetch water, clean rice, chop wood
but each evening - her

no fire last night -
in the pockets of my pants
cold change

winter well water -
the sublime splashes numb
my sleeve stiffens

what a ruckus!
looking for the cawing crow
i see the eagle

in the long shadows
is that a crow moving
or a crow's shadow

winter river hike
haikus coming and going
as i move along

the snow's too deep
i walk slowly, my skis
like crow's feet

the plowed snow road
this angle, this moment
the snow glows gold