• Under the Bashō

    The haiku journal that develops gradually
    through the year.

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sleepless . . .

a moth chases its shadow

around the bedroom

 

a bomb scare

grounds flights in the valley -

how loudly birds sing

 

prison fence —

as if caught on the barbs

mist hangs in shreds

 

her broken face . . . 

the iridescent blue

of ripened plums

 

late night ambulance -

rain on the windscreen louder

than his heartbeat