Under the Bashō 2014Modern Haiku

 

in and out the peonies...
Mum stands by
to scoop up the petals

 




her first day--
I cling to Mum's hand
as we enter the hospice

 




a white butterfly skims
the living room window
     over and    over

 




lunch with my sister
en route to registering Mum's death
tough pancakes

 




how like a wedding
this bright July day...
reuniting you with Dad

 




under a cloud--
 unable to tell
sun from moon

 




apples and mulberries
wrapped in Mum's pastry
trees bathed in mist