from Kamome

Two haiku and a photo, just received from Kamome:

After the great thaw,

Odour of leafmould suspires

From the grass verges.

Kamome writes: I cannot find ‘suspire’ in any online dictionary; I learnt it from Fitzgerald’s quatrain in The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam: ‘Now the New Year reviving Old Desires,/The thoughtful Soul to Solitude retires./Where the White Hand of Moses on the Bough/Puts out, and Jesus from the Ground suspires.’ There is definitely a New Year association, of the rebirth of the seasons, and of life still breathing in us.

New Year’s ladybird

Appears on my armchair drape –

‘Home is where you are.’

One Response to “from Kamome”

  1. “Suspires” is great! One associates the “odour of leafmould” with decay, but on the heels of “thaw,” “suspires” suggests new things growing from that leafmould: rebirth!

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