Wednesday, November 15, 2023

( me / me by me )

"The climate crisis is wreaking havoc on the Saijiki – the 'year-time almanac' of thousands of seasonal words that are widely acknowledged as acceptable for inclusion in haiku."

"And with them rushed swart algebras, disturbed" --Nimrod, V.

Already.

constellations moving on,
we clutch an outworn zodiac;
the season-words of yore will mock
tomorrow's loyal haiku fan.

but not these scenes detain me--
my ticket's to the end of the line;
my work is with the yawing Wain
& the Camel's Eye tiny.

Marsupial herbarium.

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