Thursday, October 13, 2005

autumn haiku

the poems that fell
were never anthologized
winter drew a blank


[written after reading another haiku on this extensive thread]



I hear the drizzle
from inside my studio
raindrops are waiting



rain-sounds growing
I like to listen
from where I am



let me linger
for two more minutes
the day will wait



because of rain-sounds
the beauty of this season
it reaches deeper



they call this autumn
everything receives a name
dying has nuance


2 Comments:

Blogger ~River~ said...

The last haiku in the series is beautiful.

Fri Oct 14, 06:40:00 AM PDT  
Blogger david raphael israel said...

I agree it's the strongest one of the sequence, and the most philosophical.
Your judgment in poetry is something any poet would enjoy.

Fri Oct 14, 06:56:00 AM PDT  

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