wet fall day -
the sun doesn't shine
but mushrooms do

swimming waves
while it rains -
drinking it

watching the moon move
waiting for you to call -
watching the moon move

harvest moon -
an apple falls
once an hour

a year of haiku
and all i get
is here

mimikaki -
the bumblebee lover
deep in the bloom

river bottom
hard, soft
or surprising

these clear-cuts are cairns,
a hundred miles of headstones -
here we bury the earth

everything arrives -
the morning when the coffee
reflects the sun

hooking the minnow -
feeling only for himself
he cried for the fish

diaphanous dew -
my memory of your mornings
savoured and sun rose

evening is ebbing
in the empty arms of birch -
when will you return?

cold september water -
i can hardly tell
if i'm naked

near-sighted salience -
sudden flowers burst colour
in verdant forests

an airborn instant
over fallen forest trees -
immortality

standing at the top
the only place you can see
humble sioux mountain

twilit little girls
hair bouncing to the river
unafraid of ghosts