I spent all day trying to get a moment to blog. I ended up starting the beginnings of a longer piece about a folkloric creature that loves the snow rather than a quick post featuring a poem. So, on this very evening, I picked through some haikus and poems and found this one by renowned Japanese poet Matsuo Basho. It’s quick and timely….and it does read cold.
I don’t mind that most of my posts are cathartic these lonely, colorless months. It helps me through, and I hope it helps you, too.
“Winter Solitude” by Matsuo Basho
in a world of one color
the sound of wind.