First Snow By William Heath

First Snow

first snow…
the exquisite silence
of unspoken words

year’s end –
snow trying to fill
the open woods

snow disappearing
into an open stream
…how quickly we pass

By William Heath


I am a semi-retired teacher at a small private school in New Hampshire, and the director of a tutoring organization. To me, there is nothing better than having an opportunity to work with students in creative writing. It’s rare that haiku and haibun are not a key component in my classes. They like it and so do I.

I live in central New Hampshire (“by the big lake” as locals say) with my wife Jacqueline, dogs Cosmo and Jake, and a cat with no name.



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