A haiku for the seasons

A haiku for the seasons
A haiku for coffee!
A comic tanka where the title is a one-line senryu
The dark, turgid waters of my dire radicalization!
More catch-up on publications of my work!
Worn, run, overwrought; unplowed, never left fallow. Lifeless until Spring.
Rain, snow, and sleet thread through curling fingers.
3 recent poems of mine from 3 different publications!
A haiku of mine published in the South Wales Evening Post.
Five new short poems of mine published by 'Fevers of the Mind.'