If brevity is the soul of wit, the haiku of Margie Gustafson is all soul and a yard wide.

From love:

That's why I'm married
His big strong arm guiding me
Across the dark ice

To theatrical criticism:

Saw "Richard the Third"
Oh, my kingdom for a hearse
They murdered the play.

To wry self-assessment:

If I walk to gym
And then walk back again
I don't need to join

Margie's poetry brims with insight, passion and humor.