In the Gust
Brittle leaves whirl down,
black birds take wing, flapping up,
rising through the fall.
haiku and art by Lorie Ann Grover, 2012
Books by Lorie Ann Grover
Kirkus Starred Review, Firstborn: "A fantasy that reads like a lost history tome and deftly examines issues of gender...An engrossing story with welcome depths."
2 comments:
Oh yes, I love that last line. contrast, movement, grace. Yes!
The bird-leaves, blue-gray background and scrapey tree-trunk made me sad. But that's just my way of saying I liked your haiku. xo
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