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Garden haiku
During the summer, autumn and winter of 1999
I took on the task of creating a small enclosed garden.
garden bamboo
leaf here, leaf there
impossible calligraphy
leaf dapple
sun prisms
dancing
old grey poet
thinks of gardens
forgets worlds
feather falls
wild cat dances
-- rainy afternoon
fountain trickles
bamboo smiles
-- new grass stretches
new garden
how clean! how neat!
old poet rests
dry paper seed heads
rain filled sky
-- hedgerow harvest
foolish poet
sweeps his path
-- contented smile
flower planting in the rain
damp old poet
still avoiding words
fine rose sprinkling
here, there --
a grasshopper leaps aside
weather map shows
northern frosts --
my grasshoppers still sing
first leaves
on the garden path
-- last night's storm
in the poppy
a dusty bee
sings
in the west wind
a whispering fountain
-- autumn voices
sitting in the garden
butterfly on table
bee on peach tree
in the dark sky
a thousand stars --
listen!
from the high moors
a chill wind --
the cat sleeps indoors
small town morning
so many fallen leaves --
first Autumn storm
misted with rain
a grey cat drinks from the fountain
by the morning window
so cool, so soft --
mist in the garden
grass and breeze
make long waves
break dancing on cement shores
suspended on spider thread
an autumn leaf
twirling
old grey poet
stands in bare garden
wilderness in his eyes
rainy garden --
rusty old pan
holds no water
on the pavement
a trail of petals
-- faded roses
in the open door
gloves, knife, shears,
-- garden beyond
by the fountain
grey cat sleeps
-- perhaps she dreams
in the deep shade
white gemstones
move with the sun
at noon
only the shadows
are short
the trees stand still
the breeze is without breath
nightingale
on the quiet windchime
a butterfly rests
summer afternoon
Somerset 1999
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