icicles drip on the sill
a pile of bills waiting
to be paid
leaning back
in their chairs
old friends reunited
into
the
rain-
filled
bucket
so
softly
hailstones
one firefly
my childhood
before my eyes
Carolyn Hall from .
“into” – Acorn 5 (2000) ; Haiku: A Poet’s Guide, by Lee Guruga
“icicles drip” – Acorn 3; A New Resonance 2
“leaning back” – Frogpond XXII:3; A New Resonance 2
“one firefly” – The Heron’s Nest,
potluck
We don’t normally go for sensational stories or headlines around
here. However, there’s a local murder story that would pique the interest of
even a zen master. I’ll just give you the headline, and a little info, and
you can decide whether you want to check out this weird and sad tale:
“Murder victim’s daughter did time for manslaughter: Elderly woman’s
daughter used to be her son” (WNYT.co, March 15, 2005); also see this
fuller account from the Albany Times Union (March 16, 2005). An
autopsy shows the vicitm, who was posed to look like a suicide, was
strangled; the daughter who found her was convicted of manslaughter
in a strangulation death, when she was still the victim’s son. The
unemployed daughter now has heavy-hitter defense counsel — our
less-than-beloved E. Stewart Jones. (see WTEN story, March 16)
At Legal Underground, guest writer Abnu has a post about lawyers and
branding that doesn’t give answers but raises some good questions. (Find
Congratulations to Carolyn at My Shingle and Matt at The [non]billable hour
for winning Buzzy awards for website excellence.
