14 September 2019 (waxwings)

restless wind

trying to count the waxwings

in the mountain ash

13 September 2019 (film festival)

The 15th annual Camden International Film Festival hit our small town this week.

on the scene

to see and be seen

film festival

12 September 2019 (moth)

summer’s end

a small green moth

by the porch light

11 September 2019 (rain)

cold morning rain

I put on my biggest

earrings

10 September 2019 (cemetery)

starless night

plastic votives flickering

among headstones

9 September 2019 (crows)

blank sky

the competing stories

of crows

8 September 2019 (touch-me-not)

Yesterday I attended a haiku gathering at Wild Graces in Deerfield, NH, spending the day with a warm and welcoming group of haiku poets amid the flowers, birds, and insects of this beautiful place. In his presentation “Finding Yourself on the Web of Life,” environmental educator and haiku poet Jeff Hoagland had us thinking about the natural setting around us in both ecological and poetic terms. During the free range exploration of our surroundings at the end of his talk, I was inspired to write today’s haiku.

touch-me-not

the bumblebee deep

within the blossom

Here is one of my favorites of Jeff’s haiku that he shared with us:

chickadee

a better view

of my situation

7 September 2019 (moon)

daytime moon

deciding not to tell

the whole story

6 September 2019 (cicadas)

outside the bar

overhead cacophony

of cicadas

5 September 2019 (dessert)

hazy half moon

sharing a sweet dessert

with my parents

4 September 2019 (jays)

break in the rain

blue flashes of jays

in the old oak