Cold weather prompted these haikus

Poetry by Wendell Berry

That I can swim

A list

loud as feral hogs

lilac sky — bedtime!

Squinting, smiling, feeling secure or insecure…

cabin fever is forecast

Keen, in hindsight…

Indolence. so hard.

“What Mary Oliver said…”

…like Pooh Bear and Piglet doing their tiddely pom thing.

I remembered where it was

These people have their own grief…

death, decay and tourism…

“Paul loved us mightily.”

“leave it alone and it thrives”

“drunk and stupid…”

“something I meant to say…”

“…starting right now, do art and do it for the rest of your lives.”