A brand new year...seventeen syllables at a time.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Wind!

Out, trees exercise
enthusiastically;
inside, I shiver.

With strong wind gusting
up to forty miles per hour
even I say "brrr."

Still out of it—
supper will never be done
if it's not turned on.
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