Clinton -
Fall is such a fleeting season that we need to observe or even grab onto each golden moment during that pell-mell descent into winter. Here are a few of those moments, captured in Haiku* to be held and cherished until spring arrives. [Haiku are unrhymed Japanese poems of three lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables respectively, often referring to the seasons.]
ON WATCH
Crouching in hosta,
cat waits for chipmunk dinner,
only too patient.
WILD APPLE TREE
Fermented apples
lure hornets and blue jays. Both
fly off drunkenly.
SEPTEMBER MORNING STORM
Jagged lightning strikes,
thunder growls across the sky,
rain on amber leaves.
SPARROW IN THE PARKING LOT
Don’t run under my
Car — oops, should have known. You are
much quicker than I.
OCTOBER OFFERINGS
Golden – amber – red:
fall leaves, autumn foliage . . .
or brews in the pub?
FALL – WORKING FOR ME
Golden brown carpet –
falling pine needles, mulching
my wildflower bed.
CHICKADEE IN THE BIRD BATH
Ecstatic splashing,
beak-diving, feather-twirling,
tail-wagging delight!
SUGAR MAPLE LEAF, READY TO DROP
Amber, streaks of bronze,
magenta: how can one leaf
be so full of fall?
OBSERVED IN LENOX
Wind-whipped gold birch branch,
yellow pennant in the breeze:
fall, waving good-bye.
LATE OCTOBER
Winds blew and rain fell
and the colors of autumn
dripped to the pavement.
MT. GREYLOCK IN NOVEMBER RAIN
Steep sides slope, vanish.
Sentinel of the Berkshires
Lost in the gray mist.
NOVEMBER 2, 2001
Tarnished silver sky
alludes to morning coming;
full moon departed.
FULL CIRCLE
Leaves return to earth,
nourish the worms, the rich earth,
and next year’s new leaves.
RESIGNATION
First snow of season,
weighing down boughs with wet snow,
weight of long, dark months.