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Friday
Nov022012

November 1, 2012

spring is behind
empty robin eggs...
geese are gone

Wednesday
Sep122012

September 12, 2012

breakfast with saijiki...
sound of geese above
this river fog

 

saijiki - a seasonal word list used to write haiku. ex. migrating geese and river fog are Autumn terms. The reader is able to place the poem in the season the poet has in mind.

Saturday
Nov262011

November 26, 2011

 

silence...

wind carries a wedge

of geese

 

Tuesday
Oct042011

October 3, 2011

geese on Chesapeake Bay 

 

sumi-e © 2011 Yoshiko Oishi

 

Friday
Sep302011

September 30, 2011

 

cinnamon dusky...

sunset silhouettes

a wedge of geese

 

Sunday
May152011

 

May 15, 2011 ~ haibun ~

  

After the Book of Spring

 

leave spring behind… 

empty blue robin eggs… 

geese are gone…

 

Each page of the Book of Spring says something… nothing… everything. A

volume filled with the sound of things arriving for the first time, of things returning.

When taken together, the pages are a song of colors where there were no colors.

Sandhill Cranes and Whistling Swans arrive with spring then continue north

before summer slips in. 

Robins split from their winter Flockopolis and build nests of twitter, split hairs

and side effects in tall bushes and spring trees, in steeples, edges of attics, and dabbed on brick ledges outside the common room window. 

While they hook up, breed and brood I ask the Commonwealth of Virginia, “Does Virginia have an official name for the color of a robins egg?” 

“It’s light blue to you,” they say. 

“For the record,” I whisper, “I hear eleven shades of blue I know are true.”

 

When every robins nest is empty 

and the Tule Swan is gone, 

Warm up with the first 

Symphony of Summer Song.

 

Awaken scarlet-splashed blackbirds 

in a mustard field at dawn… 

Each year that much older, 

another season has moved on.

 

 

Written while the sun went down 

Arlington, Virginia 

May 15, 2011 

- Peach