Silent Autumn [Haiku]

cows graze
amid rice stalks --
silently.

Nostalgia [Free Verse]

Eight thousand miles 
from my childhood home,
I'm pulled into a nostalgic
reverie
by the scent of straw
and cow shit.
This place,
on the other side of the world,
looks nothing like where I
grew up,
but that smell...

DAILY PHOTO: Mountain Contour

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Winter Fields [Haiku]

tawny grain stalks,
unkempt, like mussed hair;
a bird flies out.

DAILY PHOTO: Northern Laos Farmland

Donkey [Lyric Poem]

The Donkey 's known to be a stubborn beast,
But when one won't move - maybe wheels weren't greased.
I've seen angry humans push, pull, and tug,
But never give a peptalk or a hug.

“The Pasture” by Robert Frost [w/ Audio]

I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha'n't be gone long. -- You come too.

I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother. It's so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long. -- You come too.

“Spring Rise” by Fan Chengda [w/ Audio]

In Spring, the waters rise --
Shore grass sways with breezes,
And geese drift right beside;
Boats glide as the stream pleases.
Yon pagoda looks far,
but feels quite close.

Streamside, one feels a chill.
Fields have yet to be plowed --
Not while the torrents spill.
Mulberry limbs are bowed.
Soon we'll have a taste,
and harvest cocoons.

NOTE: The title of this poem is 蝶 戀 花. Xu Yuanchong uses the quite literal “Butterflies in Love with Flowers” as his translated title. I chose differently because a wet Spring is the throughline of the poem and, well, there are no explicit butterflies (or flowers) in the poem [only their potential.] Of course, maybe that’s exactly why the original is a great title.

Burnable World [Haiku]

after the harvest,
farmland - dry & ignitable:
distant smoke.

DAILY PHOTO: Himalayan Pasture