Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Susan Constable & Laszlo Slomovits: Wednesday Haiku, #133

Photo by Angeloangelo

knee-high grass
I make my own path
into autumn

Susan Constable


Moth Wing Magnified by Johan J.Ingles-Le Nobel

paparazzi moths
clamor at the window —
the celebrity is light

Laszlo Slomovits

to enlightened eyes
Buddha's bones?
dewdrops in the grass
translated by David G. Lanoue


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Debbie Strange said...

I've just discovered this lovely site, and I'm looking foward to reading the archived poems. Thank you to Susan and Laszlo for making me want to explore further!

Anonymous said...

Wonderful way to introduce early autumn. Constable, Laszlo and Issa are knitted together as a unit!

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Welcome aboard, Debbie. You will find lots to read at the Hut - many Fridays are devoted to small press reviews, particularly of poems in Eastern or Eastern influenced forms, and Wednesday Haiku, well, every Wednesday.

You may also find an archive of whole back issues of the print magazine Lilliput Review here

all the best,

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Thanks so much, CS ... glad you appreciated this week's trio.


Mary Frederick Ahearn said...

Lovely poems all around - well, more than lovely, but especially like Susan's own path into autumn. All our own paths moving into that time of year, of life.
And through winter back to spring.