the owl prays
the blushing moon
white moon haze
in tree silhouettes
forgiveness is my own
beneath thick fog,
turtles rest below
watching the thaw
A reply to 6-months of snow cover, feeling into how our animal friends manage the time and the tundra of the Northcountry, feeling too that I feel similar in my yearning for heat and expansion and food and the song and dance of nature to come alive around me.
pounds the windows.
Still too cold
to sow seeds.
The man carrying an umbrella,
the moored boat, and the whole
atmosphere suggest rain. – Baen
What a witness—why I love haiku and poetry because an this is an awareness and a certain alertness of life and feeling—of standing under an eves of a building taking in the looming rain provides a message to make my eyes windows and receive, to take my mind and its stories out of an experience.
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