.
winter feigns until
finally you realise
how tight its ice-grip
.
In response to Zoya on the theme of snow
.
winter feigns until
finally you realise
how tight its ice-grip
.
In response to Zoya on the theme of snow
.
each hexagon falls
reflecting inwardly
of its own nature
.
innumerable
tumbling white upon white
snowflakes
.
chaotic spin – drift
rarely settling on this earth
lest we should all melt
.
haiku-heights theme: snow