Beverly A. Tift

Sunseeker

Today the light is a blizzard. The wind keens higher and higher as the windows rattle with incessant gusts. With a slight nudge, another puzzle piece slips into place with a sharp snap.

I seek the sun in a wall hanging—hand-knitted in twelve hues of gold and white—by running my fingers over books, unable to choose just one, and by staring into the shadows that imperceptibly engulf this day.

thermostat click
the cooling curve
of my cup

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About the Author

Beverly A. Tift writes haibun, tanka prose, and haiku. Her recent work explores the absurd, the surreal, and other oddities.  Some of her earlier work has appeared in Haibun Today, contemporary haibun online, Frogpond, and The Heron’s Nest. She lives in Connecticut.

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