Some Haiku, by Jason Hall
Submitted by sophie on Wednesday, Oct 28th 2009One Comment
At the foot of Haleakeala (Hawaiian: House of the Sun), the volcano under most of Maui County, rests the small crossroad town of Haiku. Living there enabled the author to catch up on postcards while winter fell elsewhere.
Hands winding back
a wristwatch. Yellow leaves will
fall again next year.
Stone steps, precise;
climbing, sweating,
I have lost count.
The room in Haiku:
A small space with high ceilings
and many windows.
Standing for sunset
a man ignores his garden—
chickens scratch for worms.
Breath, like steam,
strokes the rosy heat
of her sunburned neck.
The fountain—seated
there, syllables
murmur and turn.
Forth Writer


This is utterly delightful, much like the author himself.
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