summer dusk
noisy crows return
to the tall red pine
snowmelt
a dead vole
on the footpath
algae pond
painted turtles crowd
the broken logs
pawprints on the
muddy stream bank
sting of nettles
light mist
the crunch of your footsteps
receding
Kevin Browne’s haiku and haibun have appeared in Frogpond, The Heron’s Nest, MacQueen’s Quinterly, cattails, Akitsu Quarterly, and other publications. He is a retired psychotherapist and anthropologist, and lives in southern Wisconsin.
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Each of Mr. Browne's haiku transported me to a natural wonderland with images so vivid that I could see, hear, feel, smell every element in those compact worlds he created. I want to revisit each over and again.
Each of Mr. Browne's haiku transported me to a natural wonderland with images so vivid that I could see, hear, feel, smell every element in those compact worlds he created. I want to revisit each over and again.