top of page

April is the cruelest month

from a Poem-a-Day

series of haiku by

Heather Nelson

fullsizeoutput_529_edited.jpg

Untitled

Tightly cinched quince buds       cluster close together, have no need for distance 

Deva%20Insomnia%20Dard_edited.jpg

Insomnia

Wakeful, nocturnal
requires a mind of winter 
hearing the nothing 

IMG_0245.jpeg

SOS

Message in bottle--

what's the use? Beach is empty

everyone adrift.

Tarmo_crow's_nest_Vellamo.JPG

Crow's Nest

Swabbing the counters

with Marine Spray Nine I think:

houseboat dream came true

HeatherNelsonApplesOranges.jpg

Tableau Vivant

Morning’s apple green. 
Citrus sparked, smolders slowly.
Concave center holds. 

Coffee

Monday, Monday

Difficult is good
Rilke reminds me -- have work,
have love, have coffee.

Heather Nelson of Cambridge MA is a poet, teacher, mother and recovering attorney. She is the Writers’ Room Coordinator for 826 Boston, where she helps many students find their writing voices and create great work.  Her work has been published in Main Street Rag, Spoon River Poetry Review, The Somerville Times, Constellations, The Ekphrastic Review and The Compassion Anthology.

​

Photo credits: left column -- Heather Nelson, Emily Ferrara, Emily Ferrara; right column --Wikimedia Commons, Heather Nelson, Media from Wix.

bottom of page