betrayal

snow whips

full-blown cherrytrees

–

he finds a hole

in his heart

Blossoms in the Snow

.

… In the hurry to see

… Cherry flowers & snow,

… My bootlace

… Still undone.

(Mt. Ogura, Kyoto, 30.3.10)

3/12/10

Nobuyuki Yuasa’s discussion of the use of ugly words, “haigon,” in haiku tradition (see the responses to “In Search of Himiko’s Palace”) touches on a debate I’ve been having with myself over whether to post a new poem. I’m so starved for any sign of spring in the city that even the smallest things cheer me up. Even what might be the Yuckiest Kigo Ever:

Warm sun! First fucked-out
condoms on the sidewalk!
Can spring be far behind?

Maybe I need to get out of New York for a little while…

falling

thump

sun fingers

the forest snow

THUMP

no-one is here

Winter Hudson

Long things beach here:
concrete pylons, railroad ties,
styrofoam swim noodles.

What is a “styrofoam swim noodle”? Here’s a picture: http://www.amazon.com/Water-Log-Swimming-Pool-Noodles/dp/B002H3E8N8/ref=pd_sbs_sg_3

words

not knowing what to do

about this anger

the moon drifts among the clouds

Saint Patrick’s Day!

 

We bellow it
out the window–
“Oh Danny Boy…”