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Haiku
Spirit Issue #10
JUNE 1997
April's first cuckoo
coughing & cackling overhead
so soon out of sight
Bill Wyatt
winter's gray
worn thin ~
apple blossom
Nasira Alma
lightening spring days :
she washes her winter blanket
Helen Robinson
late Spring day
a kitten has discovered
how to hunt a fly
Gilles Fabre
Last full moon of Spring
draws me out to the doorway
~ soaring spirits
Philip Keogh
spring at last
and now
a deeper longing
Nasira Alma
A single bird
so high, wings unmoving
towards the river
Helen Robinson
Summer evening
trying to be my friend's
new cat's new friend
Gilles Fabre
- Haiku by Ken Jones -
leaning on a gate
long shadows of thistles
this sixty-seven year heart
Beside the hedge ~
a person!
crow's wing flutter
"Nobody about!"
says the stride of the hunter
entering my yard
Old ant hills, tumbled stones
this pasture of the ancient dead
my lunch stop
No moon
to guide me off the mountain
only the flaring comet trail
Walkers in front
carefully moving snails
from footsteps coming on
Helen Robinson
After the rainfall
on the dark narrow footpath
I step on a snail
Sean O'Connor
so many new greens ~
hovering over the camp
blue woodsmoke
Jim Norton
bright boy fishing ~
on the other side
a boy in shadow
Philip Keogh
just when I thought
today would be forgotten
a ladybird on my guitar
Gilles Fabre
pomegranate
in my hand ~
the cow offers
her pale tongue
spring breeze ~
spinnakers bloom
on the lake
dressing the window
a single violin
hung in dead silence
sweaterless ~
the thrill
of gooseflesh
Nasira Alma
it had only one leg
the seagull
that woke me up
Gilles Fabre
bread on the road ~
first to arrive
the limping pigeon
At last ~
the sublime moment:
the doorbell rings
Jim Norton