Hello, Dear Reader — Welcome to what we’ll call April Revisited, which is like Brideshead Revisited only with a much lower budget and Texan instead of British. Actually it’s nothing like that — I’m just trying to make myself feel better. Because, thanks to a technological snafu (that may have been in part due to, well, ME), half of my National Poetry Month haikus didn’t post!!! Aaaaaaak!! At least that’s how I feel.

So, I’m going to do my best to re-create the month (most of my originals are in my notebook or on my phone) but probably with far fewer photos. Which is ok. I didn’t promise photos. I promised the practice of haiku.

And, I apologize to the one-and-a-half of you who were wondering what happened to my haiku. My April was SO crazy with work and travel and life that I didn’t realize until NOW what had happened. Which is an indication that I need more slow down, more yoga and more haiku in my daily life.

Love to all! And here goes…

Today I made one of the many school visits I’m lucky enough to make each year. It was a funny and moving and surprising thing. It always is. Kids. They keep you guessing. And hopping. And writing.

Haiku 17

Some dreams do come true
like having an audience
in a library