Red Sun, Rooster Dawn
Hot days. Warm nights. Mosquito bites. Ripe grapes. Dry lakes. Somewhere, love, it rains. A red sun. A rooster dawn. I should have known. Sorry that I told you. August 14, 2021 . [ 1199 ]
Tag Archive for ‘Haiku’
Undressed
Dewlight and starry grass — a soft blue mist, as far as the toes can see. August 10, 2021 . [ 1194 ]
Sweet Dreams
Before you sleep, bury the day’s dead. Gently. Gently. With reverence. August 4, 2021 . [ 1187 ]
Odyssey
A rosy-fingered dawn. Hummingbird, says Agapanthus, this is love. July 27, 2021 . [ 1177 ]
Daybreak and One Small Flower
Daybreak and one small flower — my window sill wakens like a field. Songs and Letters, February 25, 2008 . [ 1167 ]
With Or Without Us
Three vultures atop a dead tree at the edge of Goose Lake. The water has receded; the surface is crowded again with lilies. Around the edge, a dense colony of Sagittaria latifolia, the potato-like tubers of which, according to Lewis and Clark, were prized by the natives and filled their canoes during their watery harvest. Wapato. In bloom and attracting bees on the main trail, the fuzzy pink spikes of […]
Bee Yellow, Be Gold
This morning I ate a small dandelion flower. The bees are right. July 5, 2021 . [ 1155 ]
Dream
the watchman’s lantern sunlight on a heron’s bill across the river . [ 1102 ]
Passing by the Rhododendron
Dear crane fly / we have something in common / a long life in a short time April 29, 2021 . [ 1092 ]
William Michaelian 
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