Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Pamela A. Babusci & Dawn Robin Albertson: Wednesday Haiku, 38



Baison








Wednesday Haiku, Week #38





walking past the waterliles i open my palms to the rain
Pamela A. Babusci Frogpond, Sept. 1996












mother's worn face
twilight on the shallow pond
my own reflection


Dawn Robin Albertson









suddenly
the dog stops barking...
lotus blossoms!
Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue












best,
Don



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7 comments:

Woodland Rose said...

Lovely. I am still amazed at the pairing now of two haiku and Issa. Wonderful fun. Thanks.

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Thanks much ... I was afraid when I went to two haiku a post, I wouldn't be able to balance it, but the opposite has proved true, at least so far.

And you have sussed out my secret - I'm having a ball!

Old 333 said...

Especially like the one about the dog, and then not the dog.

snowbird said...

Pamela, Just gorgeous. Don ...so elegant...so simple... I feel the rain in my palm...

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Old 333, yes, the dog, than not the dog ...

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Thanks, Snowbird ... Pamela's poem is lovely.

TC said...

Don,

Elegant, pristine, perfectly balanced,

-- and WV wants me to say "flea m[n]emn[onics]" (the tiny filigreed synapse maps of the memory bank of a particularly discreet flea?)...

In any event, yes, with a good friend, the experience of

same thought, same time

is always one of the pure pleasures.