Today I’m posting my last April haiku.
It has been, as I suspected it would be, a delight to look through this particular lens each day this month. Honestly, it never ceases to amaze me what an expansive container this teeny tiny form actually is. And, like last year, I have a feeling I won’t step so easily away from it. I’m used to looking around this way now.
I want to thank you all again, those of you who’ve stopped by and, often, left notes.
I’ve not been good at responding, which I regret because I do so love the conversation.
More soon and in the meantime, namaste.
Haiku 30
4/30/201
Run along the lake
past chess boards, homeless men, gulls.
Where is it I fit?
tanita says 🙂
This is quite evocative – and the final line is profound. The unexamined life is something some people don’t even understand…
It’s been such a pleasure to read your work each day (and I’ve learned so much, too). Sending good thoughts.
My vote is for with the gulls.
Thanks for the month!
Liz I have so much enjoyed your haiku this month! I am holding you and yours in the light. Peace