gray autumn sky --
the blackbirds
turn and turn

—Stanford M. Forrester
        

About the author: Stanford M. Forrester is the editor of bottle rockets: a collection of short verse and a past president of the Haiku Society of America. A number of his haiku have been included in "American Zen: A Gathering of Poets" published by Bottomdog Press & "Haiku" published by Knopf. Most recently Stanford and vincent tripi have collaborated on a small book entitled "temple marigold".

To reach Stanford by email: bottlerockets_99 at yahoo.com

 

Responses to the haiku for 1 October 2003 by Stanford M. Forrester

  1.  
    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-10-05 03:45:52
     

    aurora borealis ~
    in winter, football teams' banners
    wavering

  2.  
    paul m.
    2003-10-08 10:59:29
     

    I like the comparison of the autumn sky to the birds. Each element here adds something to the other: the sky gains a sense of motion, and the birds a sense of almost shadow. Nicely executed.

  3.  
    john tiong chunghoo (bagiruang at yahoo dot com)
    2003-12-05 08:52:32
     

    love this stanford!

    moving the world
    the girl turns round and round
    and stops

  4.  
    Michael Meyerhofer (angry_seraph at yahoo dot com)
    2003-12-15 21:30:04
     

    I love the desperation of the blackbirds...

  5.  
    ed markowski
    2004-01-13 20:38:37
     

    morning snow
    the stock boy
    rotates the milk

  6.  
    2004-03-03 19:47:23
     

    Emotional tension here through color, archetypical associations, transitional season, restlessness, movement.

    This morning I saw weaving blackbirds. Wanted to stop the car; hoped they'd spiral up a thermal draft, an awesome sight.

    -Debi

  7.  
    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-03-04 09:15:06
     

    raptors
    black rigid wings -
    tilt side to side, on thermal winds
    -
    winter skies, sighting raptors search for carrion; strange, my not knowing the bountifulness. with each raptor sighted, though understanding their presence, peace overcomes me
    -

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