The Sleepless House
A Haiku of Restless Stillness
Curtains slowly sway,
Though no wind disturbs the room
The house dreams of me.
About the Creator
Tim Carmichael
I am an Appalachian poet and cookbook author. I write about rural life, family, and the places I grew up around. My poetry and essays have appeared in Beautiful and Brutal Things, My latest book. Check it out on Amazon
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Comments (3)
That’s such a hauntingly beautiful image, it feels like the house itself has a soul that still remembers you.
Brilliantly-crafted! Go Tim!
Love the haunting quality of the last line