the crying far away
of someone left behind
sandhill cranes at dawn
faint pencil marks
in the margins
the book you left behind
I “wrote” both of these in bed this morning, in my head, while I was barely awake. I could hear the cranes, the mournful bass underlying the rest of the dawn chorus. I don’t know where the pencil marks came from, maybe a dream. After I got up and wrote them down, the two haiku seemed connected to me and I couldn’t figure out why; then I realized they both contain the phrase “left behind.” My conscious will be interrogating my subconscious about that for the rest of the day.
2 thoughts on “May 20: 1-2 (Left behind)”
I love them, the longing is palpable. good work. Keep the faith!
Chris — thanks for all the great comments!