back at the trailhead: no birds cry; no fish weep.
Riffing on Matsuo Bashō’s haiku:
"Departing spring! Birds crying; Tears in the eyes of fish."
No Cry [Haiku in contrast to Matsuo Bashō’s experience]
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Flowing & Rigid [Haiku]
roots drape over rock, a blind search for soil: flowing & rigid.
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Advancing Forest [Tanka]
the forest stays low, creeping up the valley: like advancing forces, but that hill isn't taken -- season after season.
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A Lively Rivalry [Haiku]
in rivalry for passers' attention: jackfruit & rice field
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Lotus Patch [Haiku]
Pond Plonk [Haiku]
plonk! - in the pond, the ripples awaken something in my mind.
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The Green Lands [Haiku]
from temple hill, flat land to the horizon verdant with life.
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Wasp Moves [Haiku]
the wasp is still; the wasp jinks erratically. pilgrims break sanctity.
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Seasons [Free Verse]
I I remember Spring: tight and tender buds, soon to blossom clouds -- low & swollen, & rain scent in the air
II I remember Summers: the season of freedom... and mosquitoes, but, also, fireflies exploration & calamine lotion
III I remember the Fall: harvest time Grain chaff in the air axle grease on the wind Canadian geese Honk-Honk-Honk-ing in wedge formation
IV
I remember winters:
snow days
snow drifts
the feel of the first morning
of the season in which
one woke up to a blanketing snow,
having gone to bed with
pathetic matted grass
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