Wednesday Haiku, Week #36
aftershocks
holding my son
the roughness of his beard
Patrick Sweeney
Road bends
or does not.
I go with it.
Tom Montag
the beards of grasses
tickling me...
evening cool
Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue
best,
Don
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4 comments:
holding my son. The roughness of his beard."
Wow, powerful. I have a 24 year old. His beard still isn't rough. but I could sense it coming.
The image of the son's beard in Patrick's poem really hit me... and Tom, I know that road... two mighty fine poems.
Charles and Graham, that image is the one that arrests you both ... a fine job by Patrick, expanding the poem's horizon beyond its basic innate emotion.
And Graham, the road that is the way ...
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