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Helen May Williams



Winter solstice 2020


13/12/2020 dream haiku
small hours of Sunday morning

family’s little strength
for mourning



still growing
on old apple tree—



the peanut feeder
disappears —
flap of crows wings



scuffed oak leaves
muddy track
futile acorn hunt


above Amroth

soggy cornflakes
skeletal oak leaves
sprouting acorn



Helen May Williams formerly taught at the Warwick University. Publications include: Catstrawe, The Princess of Vix, Before Silence, a debut novel, June, and Native American Literature. She is a Cinnamon Pencil mentor and offers Poetry Surgeries through The Poetry Society.

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