December 2nd 2015 | December’s wind

December’s wind blowing through an abandoned shed:

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dangling
····by its own thread—the dead spider’s shadow
·············moves

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26: December 2nd 2015

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Titling ones haiku is sort of cheating, but if Basho and Buson can do it, I plead clemency. It was a cold wind across Vermont today. I was in a shed overlooking the Connecticut river. The shed was full of cobwebs and the corpse of a thin-legged wolf spider dangling from a rafter. The river cast up an icy light.

2 responses

  1. I think I get it now: like all poetry, haiku is observation not necessarily art. Some haiku will rise to the level of art over time. As in all forms of expression, it’s the trying that counts.

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