haiku no. 338

The wet and green fields—

overrun by pale-skinned girls

in the golden light.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 338, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 338, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 328

Mid-February—

boy spots formation of birds,

is winter ending?

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 327

Midwest winter blues—

in era of climate change,

it’s so confusing.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 337, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 337, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 312

A sudden rainstorm—

in the middle of winter;

all is quiet now.

~Guillermo Delgado

haiku no. 307

Before the sunrise—

an eerie silence wakes me,

finally winter!

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 307, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 307, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 305

Coldest day in years—

it’s winter in Chicago,

what do you expect?

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 305, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 305, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 295

Snow in the forecast;

the tapping on the window—

it’s just freezing rain.

 ~Guillermo Delgado
no. 295, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 295, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 294

Springtime in winter—

lake and river levels low…

can’t have it both ways.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 294, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 294, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 291

Folks cheer warm weather

in early January;

Great Lake disappears.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 291, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 291, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

haiku no. 290

Waning crescent moon—

temperatures above normal,

I long for sledding.

~Guillermo Delgado
no. 290, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

no. 290, Guillermo Delgado, 2013

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