Last weekend I started the process of self-publishing my next book, The Anonymity of Waiting. This will be my fourth full-length book of poems. Like my other books, it includes a mix of formal and free verse and explores all sides of human experience—from the comic to the grief-stricken. Below is a haiku that will be in The Anonymity of Waiting, “Her Face.”
In many ways, haiku is my true medium. I love short poems because the emotional impact isn’t attenuated by a long narrative. Plus, I enjoy the challenge of working within traditional forms. Haiku are so compressed you really have to strip your idea down to its essence. All poetry does this to a degree (which is one reason I like poetry so much). But in a haiku, you only have space for the essence of essence. I hope readers will enjoy “Her Face.”
Her Face
Her face wan and blank,
the moon comes home every night
to an empty room.
A Wandering Minstrel 
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