Change of Seasons

This haiku by the Japanese poet, Matsuo Basho (1644-1694), reminds me of the view outside my window today:

Spring!
A nameless hill
in the haze.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here’s my haiku:

A chill in the wind
Rolling fog blankets the hills
Until Spring awakens.

What season inspires you most?

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9 Responses to Change of Seasons

  1. Beth Carter says:

    Like a cataract
    Hazy, foggy days ahead.
    Clear vision by spring.

  2. Beth Carter says:

    Yes, Mom. 🙂 I’m putting in at least three hours this afternoon, so I’m going dark now (like Jack Bauer). Bye!

  3. John Tiong Chunghoo says:

    i love the haiku…spring…a nameless hill..in the haze

    i would like to add….spring…we talk until our tea…turns cold

  4. John Tiong Chunghoo says:

    i LIKE THIS TOO

    A chill in the wind

    Rolling fog blankets the hills

    Until Spring awakens.

    I WOULD LIKE TO ADD

    a chill in the wind

    we clasp our hands harder

    to warm up

  5. Mike says:

    Hi Jan. A seasonal Haiku.

    gentle summer breeze,
    leaves in deep conversation –
    whispering our names

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