i’d fought the ku being a tad misleading. “behind” brings to mind, the wind opposite the front side of the closed windows(inside). hahaha
with this conception, a fulfilment of the methodic haiku; speak of the false(truth) as though it’s true(false)
_But, as a visitor in that cafe “one can easily see life beyond the cafe windows…” as Robert had written.
_Isn’t it relative? If you wear a mask a face is behind the mask; when looking at a mask being worn… is it not true that a face is behind the mask?
through the window
this cat watches the mouse
a closed door
ahhh _m
relative nor abstract, nor in anything we understand is there a true absolute; mere degrees of truths and falsehoods.
is there a face behind the mask, conceivable; but, too often the face is the mask, and vice versa.
when saying “isn’t it”, no, it isn’t.
question raised, where is the cat, there; and where is the mouse, over there; be they alive, dead, a dream, or in-between. ;-)
Moody autumn so well expressed!
dusk
a crow flies low
out of the barn
I’ve been trying to find the right words to express something similar. Well done. Don’t worry; I won’t steal it. ;)
Robert, I like the sensation you’ve shown, and I’ll add:
panes rattle…
above the wind
a tea kettle shrieks
I’m not quite sure where I am in this one. I mean this as praise. Offbeat and haunting.
autumn eve-
being the ant
harvesting honeydew secretion
A good autumn tell-tale, Robert. I know that cold rattle.
The sound of the autumn wind
is the harbinger. Close the window.
Hold me.
Interesting, but I keep wanting to read it as:
at dusk—the autumn wind from behind closed windows
i’d fought the ku being a tad misleading. “behind” brings to mind, the wind opposite the front side of the closed windows(inside). hahaha
with this conception, a fulfilment of the methodic haiku; speak of the false(truth) as though it’s true(false)
yet, i fear this not being the author’s intent
–
(keeping with the author’s words)
closed windows–
at dusk
the autumn wind
_But, as a visitor in that cafe “one can easily see life beyond the cafe windows…” as Robert had written.
_Isn’t it relative? If you wear a mask a face is behind the mask; when looking at a mask being worn… is it not true that a face is behind the mask?
through the window
this cat watches the mouse
a closed door
*Where is the cat? Where is the mouse?*
Good haibun, Robert! _M
ahhh _m
relative nor abstract, nor in anything we understand is there a true absolute; mere degrees of truths and falsehoods.
is there a face behind the mask, conceivable; but, too often the face is the mask, and vice versa.
when saying “isn’t it”, no, it isn’t.
question raised, where is the cat, there; and where is the mouse, over there; be they alive, dead, a dream, or in-between. ;-)