bare-root plum
the faith it takes
to plant a tree
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Bruce H. Feingold
Bruce H. Feingold published his first collection of haiku, A New Moon, in 2004, and a second volume, Sunrise on the Lodge, was published by Red Moon Press in 2010. Bruce publishes regularly in haiku journals, such as Modern Haiku, Mariposa and Frogpond. His poems reflect his work as a practicing psychologist and passion for family, traveling, hiking, yoga and Buddhism.
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Thank you for this poem, Bruce–it really made me think. I've planted a lot of trees in my life, often in memory of loved ones who have died. I had to leave the birch I'd planted for my mom behind when I sold my home after my divorce. The miniature weeping cherry my second husband and I planted for his sister-in-law has already given us two spring's worth of blossoms in our cabin's garden. While I'm daily aware of spirit, I wouldn't have considered myself a person of faith, necessarily. But do I have undying faith in trees. It was good to be reminded of that.
roots and branches
such trust as they reach
into the unknown
Autumn
bare-foot psalm
intoned along our path
deeper song
__ Bruce, so sorry to use and abuse… your fine words: this, an instant's interpretation.
my own backyard
I forget
to love it ?