Wind (a haiku revisited)

Drifts of winter doves--

Frayed shreds of ribbon, edges

pulled thin by dim sky.

                        -JM 2010

Speaking of process...  I thought I was done with this poem when I posted it last week, but the more I looked at it, the more it seemed unfinished.  I decided I liked an older version better, but still not enough to let it go.  So, I spent some time reworking the first line on Friday, and this was the end result.  I like this version the best.  I think I'll keep it.