the mouse visiting
hello on field-gray haunches
my cat watched then dozed
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photo by Sam Maylyn on Unsplash
(clearly, the image is not of a field mouse, though what’s decpicted is kind of nostalgic for me; you’ll have to imagine a field mouse, while I remember the one that came to call as well as the mouse whose house I visited once a week)
first day after ashes
count forty without counting
cross ice and green times
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photo by Oleg Lang on Unsplash
2 haiku for Ash Wednesday
ashes to ashes
‘round rosies with the posies
cast east of Eden
Lenten rite with ash
as mortal if devoted
heaven bring us home
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(first haiku could stand a Works Cited or would it be allusions cited?—I will cite Genesis 3:19, part of the pronouncement of God upon Adam and, as far the new postlapsarian state of things goes, upon all of us)
photo by Ahna Ziegler on Unsplash
sun and moon and stars
small stars introduce or close
there is dawn or dusk
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photo by Lydia Gulinkina on Unsplash
above the abbey
Tintern or Gethsemani
by nature drafting
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“Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey, On Revisiting the Banks of the Wye during a Tour. July 13, 1798” by William Wordsworth
photo by Mitchell Schleper on Unsplash
Abbey of Gethsemani, Trappist, United States
the persecuted
a day knowing no freedom
all unfeatured ice
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photo by Bryan Rodriguez on Unsplash
faith shares mystery
should persecution follow
is love offered saved
pink and lace and wine
this day as romance might hope
into tomorrow
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photo by Markus Spiske on Unsplash
cats are black watch out
we do get superstitious
Friday by number
it’s a pastel day
brushed colors as if painted
by the art-maker
it’s not that haiku are easier except physically to type; while sometimes impulsive, the content often takes as long if not longer than to set down more; I have a friend who says that of Mark, the gospel thought written first because it’s short; my friend (with a related PhD) realizes, as I understand from teaching composition, that writing down is harder than writing out
not that I command haiku (goodness, no); I simply try and learn and try
I’m still struggling for breath—yes, the process for inspiration, I suppose—but I mean literally; someday I’ll be living somewhere else with clearer air to get back some health, while the ongoing issues are the main ones that have to be ongoing (heart disease and such)
I hope each of you is well
thanks for your concerns expressed—and thanks to all of you always
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photo by Anton Ponomarenko on Unsplash
cat in London home
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