Thursday, May 26, 2011

Non-Haiku for Basho..

the old cat now sunning in the morning patio
looks up with eyes closed
distant sound of leaf blower
closer, a mockingbird

the patio I know is painted grey
but the sun has washed it white like a gleaming stage
upon which notions of mind might stand
like furniture stretching shadow

it may be the biggest thing
I could give this fellow being
a cool quiet morning sunning
listening to birdsong on the patio