leaving
the wayfarers’ chapel
moonlight
Published by
Roland Packer
Roland lives in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. For over 40 years he has worked as a professional musician in various roles; performer, teacher and composer. He has been writing haiku since the early 80s and has authored a mini-chapbook,"Wayfarers" (Phafours Press, 2017) and a full-length collection, "no heroic measures" (Red Moon Press, 2024).
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Nice; reminds me of Issa.
Beautiful! Such a precise, expansive and lovely evocation of the mysterious connection of natural force and human destiny, of the sacred in the everyday. Thank you!
So much thought in just 5 words. A nice contrast of motion in the first line and the steadfastness of moonlight in the last line. Nice work!
Lamart
evocative, a sense of loneliness about this even with the steadfast companionship of the moon–maybe the cold light, both of them wayfarers, no? I keep coming back to this haiku so I suspect there is much more going on than I've so far discovered…it haunts me. Thank you so much.
Another superb haiku, Roland.
I love the way the visual imagery shifts as I explore the deliberate ambiguity of the arrangement of the verse. It is like a scene half-seen through moonlight. Beautiful and subtle poetry.
Great to be back with another volume of Tinywords!
Best wishes to all poets and the community.
Strider
rapa nui
around the faint silhouette
the night sky
Lovely. Who, or what, is leaving? Is it the poet leaving the wayfarers chapel, and so also the moonlight shining through the glass walls of the wayfarers chapel?
Or the moonlight, leaving the chapel; maybe because clouds have covered the moon, or the angle of the moonlight changing as the night progresses?
rich with meaning.