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
Photo by Jason A. Samfield
to enlightened eyes
Buddha's bones?
dewdrops in the grass
Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue
best,
Don
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5 comments:
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!
Wonderful way to introduce early autumn. Constable, Laszlo and Issa are knitted together as a unit!
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,
Don
Thanks so much, CS ... glad you appreciated this week's trio.
Don
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.
Mary
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