SIGH.fOR THE FIRST TIME THERE WAS A “magical widget,” and I had not the credentials or smarts to navigate the route apparently everybody else can. But I tried…
Haiku by Issa:
“Without you –
the cherry blossom grove”
My first halibun, and I had to look the word up on Wiki. Problem is, when I search
my mind and heart for a “you,” no one answers. May be no one ever had that
experience. The cherry trees are blossoming at this moment along the Hocking,
nearby, and I am a little sad, but it is night and cold and dark. Maybe the sun will
rise as promised, and I can be touched by beauty after all.
When cherry trees bloom
I know that the world is still
alive and lovely.