On a Tuesday in May
every late springtime
By R.C. TaylorPublished about a month ago • Updated about a month ago • 1 min read
Photo by Aditya Vyas on Unsplash
Michigan holds breath
Snow on a Tuesday in May
cottonwood flurries
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Comments (6)
Ahhhh chew! Here in VA too!!! Loved your Haiku
Again an amazing job!
I love the idea of using Cottonwood pollen as a stand in for snow in your Haiku. When I was growing up, we had cottonwood ‘snow’ as well! Great poem!
This was so beautifully penned! Loved it so much!
Nice! 🩷
I love snow in May. It’s my favorite thing. It’s like one last hurrah 😊