Sand Haiku

It’s almost the end of the season for sun and sand. Sand-castles. Sand in an hour-glass. Sand on the beach. Sand in the car. Sand in my socks …

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footprints                                                                 IMG_2051..3.12.11.blog.
in sand –
messages

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sand
between my toes –
the Frisbee

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IMG_2058..3.12.11.blog.the tide
creeps in –
sand-castles

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the first haiku was published in the Haiku Canada Newsletter

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summerfathercoverA Summer Father … terse, imagistic lines; … It’s not nostalgia that we experience but quiet, poignant grief. Richard Stevenson

About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
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