Under the Bashō 2017

 

deep snow...
the foxes' footprints end 
at the waste bin
 
 
 
lack of sun...
why can't I fly south 
with the birds
 
 
 
half awake...
I  hear my dead cat 
meowing at the door
 
 
 
 
winter sunset...
the driver fails to notice
the change in traffic lights
 
 
 
strong breeze ...
a shirt on the washing line
spooks the cat