blackbird song
the old cat retches
on the threshold

 

 

the western light
dissolves into whiteness—
kittiwake cries

 

 

winter tapas
the waiter helps himself
to leftovers

 

 

(all from The Regulars)

 

 

larch leaves
swish the brown–blue river
the dale’s breadth

 

 

from the dark wood:
the sound of last week’s snow
sliding off pines

 

 

the white colonnade
washed by ocean light—
vinegar wind

 

 

(all from The Lammas Lands)

 

 

 

cold rain
my son and I thank the driver
at the same time

 

 

(from Off the Beaten Track)

 

 

the ramshackle sheds
of the hillside allotments . . .
crab apple blossom

 

 

the moon all but full I plump for the slow train

 

 

January night
the ambers of marmalade
held up to the light

 

 

(all published in Presence)

A further selection of some of my haiku published in Presence is available here.