autumn rain . . .
a leaf has curled
into its shadow
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martin gottlieb cohen
Martin Cohen was born in the South Bronx somewhere on Simpson Street, went to a Yeshiva on East Broadway and Canal Street, and then lived in the South of Brooklyn, the South of Long Island, The Southern Tier of Upstate New York, The South of Manhattan, and finally South Jersey in Egg Harbor.
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This poem does evoke a certain sense of melancholy, but I’m afraid the topic in L2 & 3 has become so common in haiku that readers may expect to get more out of its use than is shown here.
Followup thought: a more important issue than my initial point is that line 1 needs to contribute to a stronger juxtaposition. Prior use certainly does not preclude an image or action from future use; there is always room for a new look at things.
This poem does evoke a certain sense of melancholy, but I’m afraid the topic in L2 & 3 has become so common in haiku that readers may expect to get more out of its use than is shown here.
Martin,
Enjoyed. What is your inspiration or motivation to write Haiku. I am merely curious as I examine my own.
autumn rains –
no flowers tomorrow
today, remanent remains
Followup thought: a more important issue than my initial point is that line 1 needs to contribute to a stronger juxtaposition. Prior use certainly does not preclude an image or action from future use; there is always room for a new look at things.
love this but have seen similar stuff
somewhere.
living near temple
the door gods
stare into my house
summer heat –
flock of yearling doves
walk the street
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