Listen for the Lone Cricket's Song

During late 2019 and through most of 2020 these poems emerged by pencil and sketchpad, my most common way of writing.

Around me haiku abound. The challenge remains the discipline to slow, notice and gather. In this volume many haiku appear alone on a single page, as first written. I discovered a few seemed to be in conversation. Flowing together they hold a few days, or even a week’s worth of noticing on one page.

If not haiku, 2020 poems found influence by way of the quality and length of a breath. Momentary. Passing. Persistent…