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Waiting for the Full Moon

in nooks and corners
cold remains:
flowers of the plum                                  

­                                                                   icicles encrust stamen
­                                                                   frozen promises of fruit

simply trust:
do not also the petals flutter down, 523 more words

Carpe Diem


Many people are confused about just what hokku is because historically, it has differing levels with different qualities.

Hokku originated as the first verse of a kind of communal poetry game, so it is not suprising that there are many old hokku on a low quality level.  454 more words

Little Kid Yellow

Two summers back, I bought a gallon of paint for $10. At the local hardware store, the clerk had inadvertently mixed the wrong color and offered it to me. 116 more words


A Very Brief Art of the Haiku

I’m happy with this last year of haiku.

And I’m grateful to all who have chosen to follow the blog, and perhaps because of the haiku. 352 more words


December Thaw

Early Friday morning, finished with my few weekly minutes of food co-op working member hours, I stand at the window with an employee, watching the rain. 108 more words


autumn's snow

Not even water birds

seen while I cross the inlet.

such coldness.

~Buson (cited: Y Sawa & E Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)


Haiku By Buson

Light of the moon

moves west, flowers’ shadows

creep eastward

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