Canadian Zen Haiku canadien Vol 2 no 4

UK

Meadows. i - iv.

i.

the wild july
anemone, so blue, deeper,
bluer than the sky.

ii.

sparrow hawk perches
dead branch crookedly
piercing bronze kerm
crown turning golden
red in yellow meadow.

iii.

Kao Tao

rides a rocking chair
red sails in the sunset
boater in the rye.

dark wings overhead
under tow cranes´ barbed flight
piercing light poles.

iv.

Hay Fever

red blades harvest thresh
yellow hay fever pollen
misting out summer
already grey tomorrow´s
rain summer seems like autumn.

© Robin Ouzman Hislop 2004

 

Presence

you stand in a room
of timber & stone
with lantern aglow

& stove´s ruddy roar
as without the storm
tears at the window

presses the wall
screeches the door
& the roof howls

& though it trembles
it does not fall
you are almost alone

almost secure within
as you turn lantern
down & stove burns

thin & night comes
in through the door
through the window

out to black sky
black space & nothing
& you wait for morn

for lightning to come
with a new morn
as your hand writes

weaves in the light
the poem & moves on
concealing in overt

the covert pattern,
as a bush burns
in light & returns

to darkness within
having danced
with the night.

© Robin Ouzman Hislop 2004