Haiku: Hanagumori

spring afternoon
a haze of blossoms
drips birdsong

 

Written for Frank J Tassone’s Haikai Challenge #83: Blossom Haze

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Haibun: Moth

I tried to save the moth. He was latched onto the wall of my shower cubicle. It was about to get very wet in there. I tried to coax him onto my finger but he kept fluttering out of reach. When he finally trusted me he clung to my finger and wouldn’t let go.

I put him on the sink ledge. I didn’t see the spots of water already there. I tried to push him out, but the more I pushed the more he drowned.

When I fished him out his body was limp. I gave him my finger but it didn’t matter anymore. Perhaps it never had.

winter light
my garden full
of withered things