Wednesday, October 14, 2015

In Another Autumn

When my daughter's two sons were small, we took the family on a trip 
into Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Almost anywhere along the shores
of Lake Michigan, if one just tosses a little bread into the air,
gulls will magically appear!

And, tonight, an autumn haiku from Basho!

This autumn---
why am I growing old?
bird disappearing among clouds.

translated by Robert Hass

The Essential Haiku; versions of Basho, Buson and Issa,
edited by Robert Hass, Ecco, 1994, page 53.

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