• Under the Bashō

    The haiku journal that develops gradually
    through the year.

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grass shivers in moving sunlight that glints off a rifle barrel

 

 

sunset ignites an invisible jet under a moon in the clouds

 

 

night comes at four knee deep in mist on the bridge to nowhere

 

 

salt on the tongue tang in the air makes fog believe the sea is there