ephemera flycasting shadows
August 2019
in shadows
unwhisper thy name
refugee child
hazy moon
it moves us now
about our shadow
morning
my breath lingers
around me
the poem that passed in me
the cloud I named does not last
darkness warms to my skin
myself breathing beyond stars
french horns
green the ambience . . .
forest light
find the red two hidden in green
on the temple bell
a butterfly dreaming
Schrodinger's cat
silent music
my mothering-me
matrix
the art of haiku boils down to this
shadows
a toothless old man
emerging
from the fog
sucking marrow
while light dies
from the skeleton
of words
to be
not to be
traces
of swan-glide
a tomorrow
slashed in water
that never ends
where hitherto
stay-at-home
words of consecration
my carbon footprint
cannot go
leaves none
before dawn
stillborn day
enlightenment
awakens
a cockroach scuttles
to a drone attack
from the glare
deep night vigil
sounds within
a flightless bird
the sounds without
rises within
something slips
in-between
Otaki Beach
mythic chant
the cosmic silence
stillness roaming about
roaring within words
lonely places
wolf hour
drizzle-drench day
black swans
drift between
cold
cuts in keener
sleep
and non-sleep
than a sword