By Diane Webster
Notice every image you see
of solitude
one person appears
with his back toward you.
He faces the ocean,
the distant mountains,
the moon in a star-bespeckled sky,
the sunset radiating in panorama,
the forest ascending to touch fog.
He faces expanse.
About the Author:
Diane Webster lives in western Colorado. Her poetry has appeared in North Dakota Quarterly, New English Review, Studio One and other literary magazines. Her haiku/senryu have appeared in failed haiku, Kokako, Enchanted Garden Haiku. Micro-chaps were published by Origami Poetry Press in 2022, 2023, 2024 and 2025. Diane has been nominated for Best of the Net and three times for a Pushcart. Diane retired in 2022 after 40 years in the newspaper industry. She was a featured writer in Macrame Literary Journal and WestWard Quarterly. Her website is: www.dianewebster.com