We few, we happy few, we band of writers — adapted by the…
Winter’s chill, a tale untold,Snowflakes dance, a sparkling hold.Hats and scarves, bundled…
and for all I careI was weary and muted outfor the rest of lifein need of myselfyou knew you…
Here is my take on a double haiku (I think I made that up)I have written two haiku which follow on from each other, about the…