Because I began writing haikus in August a couple of years ago, I’m now stuck with an annual retrospective that falls at an odd time. It’s a strange time capsule, spat out at the end of summer.
The obvious solution would be to wait until new year’s eve, but I’m not going to do that this time around.
August 28th, 2020
Are we more than just
a crackle of fat in the
microwave of life?
.
December 13th, 2020
Somehow these four months
bled into one another
but tasted like years.
.
December 31st, 2020
Back on the horse (neigh)
This year was made of fragments
A kaleidoscope.
.
January 1st, 2021
Twenty twenty one
Don’t you dare do us over
Like twenty twenty.
.
February 13th, 2021
“Valentine’s weekend”
isn’t formally recognised
but must be observed.
.
March 8th, 2021
“You alright, buddy?
Slow day? Are the kids at school?”
Yeah. Something like that.
.
April 16th, 2021
The ice cream van’s here
blaring its playful siren.
We’re trying to work.
.
April 23rd, 2021
Carriage sails through rail
on the train back from Totnes;
Streaks of land, sea, sky.
.
May 16th, 2021
A nature writers’
circle twists and coils around
the roots of stories.
.
June 3rd, 2021
The abnormal lurks
down the alley, out of sight.
It pounces, naked.
.
August 8th, 2021
Hello, Peak District
I forgot my waterproof
Please show me mercy.
.
August 27th, 2021
This is a haiku
about writing a haiku…
Another something.
.
gabriel burrow 
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