The last week has been a haze. Thursday before last, we moved out of our San Francisco home and took the show up to Grass Valley, except our new place won’t be ours until the 21st. We’ve been renting a cabin in Nevada City to see us through, and by us I include our dog Hank and our sibling cats Olive and Ziggy. Except I was gone most of the last work week for an onsite work thing down in Cupertino. (You might recognize the Very Famous Building in some the haiku photos.)
Anyway, the move has inspired (or shaken out of me) a lot of haiku, which will be appearing in the weeks to come. Oh, and today would’ve been my father’s 95th birthday. So much going on behind everything, as usual.
I wish I had some clever little essay-ish piece on haiku and the nature of being to insert here. Maybe next week?
Here are the week’s haiku, and where I sent them.
haiku 20220912 > Oakland, CA USA
tree rings I lose count at puberty
haiku 20220913 > Oakland, CA USA
morning fog horns the call and response of sleepless memories
haiku 20220914 > Ithaca, NY, USA
canada goose her beak nibbling hard at her fatigue
haiku 20220915 > Rhinecliff, NY USA
pulling up crabgrass oh! homeless snail! I am so sorry!
haiku20220916 > Berkeley, CA USA
after many years asked to show proof of age senior discount
haiku20220917 > Ithaca, NY USA
foggy morning all the towers with their heads in the cloud
haiku 20220918 > Sacramento, CA USA
an old snapshot stuck in a hardback my mother in black-n-white
I hope you enjoyed the haiku and the photos. Remember, I’d be happy to send you one of these cards. Just DM me and I’ll put your name in the hat.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go dance in the rain!