Somewhere it's snowing: haiku and things for June 2008

3/6/08:

Poems from the desert
light the silence and distance
as stars the night sky.


6/6/08:

A line of footprints
emerges from the desert.
Or do they lead in?


8/6/08:

Even now a man
is walking around a stupa
reciting prayers,
the other side of the world.
And some, I know, are for me.


13/6/08:

Soft autumn sunshine
after a night of soft rain.
My new rose grows tall.


20/6/08:

An invading wind.
60-foot mountain laurel
suddenly shattered
twists off at one-third its height,
leaving a blank, empty sky.


22/6/08:

I breathe in deeply
the scent of dew on the grass
as the moon rises.


27/6/08:

A night of deep cold.
We pile on more thick blankets.
Somewhere it's snowing.