.
white silk kimono
on the shrine floor sake
on cherry blossoms
…

The horrendous violence of nature unfolding in Japan, and its effects on people and ‘things,’ made me wonder how words could reduce it to human scale; make it somehow comprehensible to me.

Haiku 11a was an attempt to reduce/freeze the violent, fulminant images I saw on TV to a simple, quiet one: a wedding at the shrine interrupted by the tsunami, the wedding sake spilled, the silk white kimono worn at weddings on the floor…

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Zorro, open air —
dad cracks pumpkin seeds
with his teeth
.

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moon shadows —
you let too many petals
fall softly

.

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déjà vu
outside the city walls
daffodils

.

.
churchyard yew —
smoke rings hover above
teens’ heads

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