Haiku

haiku

yellow ginkgo leaves,
fluttering like paper fans
painted by sunlight

(11/8/2016)

Haiku

After warm rains, a
brown marmorated stink bug
hangs on my bed stand.


(10/22/2014)

Apparently these are an invasive species accidentally brought to the U.S. from Asia a few years ago. They are considered pests because they damage ornamental and crop plants. We're seeing a lot of them in the area right now.

Haiku

Haiku

tulips torn by rain
Bashō waxes nostalgic
month of white flowers


(4/21/2014)

Haiku (summer)

The orange tabby
stretches for a butterfly —
petunias in bloom.


7/14/2013

Haiku

Haiku

fog on the window,
bubbles in the sink--
early breakfast dish-washing


(1/3/13)

Haiku

Haiku

in the green, wet grass
silent blackbirds pick the ground
by blue hydrangeas


(10/26/2012)

October haiku

Haiku


dreams of such meaning
gone. a terrible feeling
to have to wake up


the first rain of fall
blank white sky above the trees
wets the bird droppings


(10/12/2012)

Halku: Summer's Dust

Haiku


vacuuming heat vents
burn off all the summer's dust
smells of early fall


(10/9/2012)

Morning haiku

Morning haiku


dreams of coming day
foggy October morning
stretch, stretch, wake slowly


(10/9/2012)

More autumn haiku

Autumn Haiku


step over brown leaves
pull on the extra blanket
I can feel them fall


leaves have been changing
slipping into longer sleeves
now I feel the change


(10/2/12–10/4/12)

Trying to capture that "haiku moment," an instant impression of the here and now of experience and embodied perspective, is not as easy as 17 syllables. These are two haiku I wrote recently trying to express the same idea with, I feel, varying success.

Autumn haiku

Haiku

dew on the car top

brace against the morning chill

summer is over

(9/26/12)

Late summer / early fall Haiku

Bracing hand-in-hand,
    leaning into the strong wind,
old fence posts hold strong.


(9/12/12)

This is a revision of a haiku I wrote years ago while traveling through Montana with my family. Sorry it's been quiet here for a while. Soon classes will be starting up again for me.

Spring haiku

Water fills the sky:
the most active element
dumping on our heads.

(3/30/12)

Haiku - End of Summer

Haiku

End of summer move:
My life in boxes again,
Good use for phone books.


(9/2/2011)

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Haiku: Phone Me

Haiku

Business must be good:

Another phone book is here.

Call me; show you care.

(8/18/2011)

Memory and Forgetting

Memory and Forgetting

Maybe I am forever changed, or
maybe I try too hard
to "let go" and "move on"
when it all comes down to just doing
what I want --

Issa apparently wrote:

Mother, I weep
for you as I watch the sea
each time I watch the sea.

Do we ever forget those who move our lives so?

All the things I did and wrote years ago
don't seem to help me with today's
unwritten lines.
I ask myself why did I do and write those things then, and
how did I get through the terrible feeling
I could die before I finished each one,
or was it even the same feeling?
Each task I set out again to do,
just to write a few pages,
each starting point with an almost-forgetting
my prior death-struggle, all
so dramatic.

Today I told myself,
I give my permission
not to take up this new struggle
if that is what I want. If that is
how it turns out, in the end,
I will let that be OK.
Let me remember myself
and forget the pain.

It concerns me, still.
It is so hard to trust and hope.
But I am calmer when I
remember myself
and forget the pain
for a little while at least.


(2/20/2011)

Haiku

Sound could never fall.

Listen for this dawn of thought:

To see, always hear.

(3/20/2010)

Haiku

Whisper with the birch —

Why wander in the cold sun,

Solemn insect friend?

(4/26/2010)