end of summer–
the hot dog vendor’s
last customer
Published by
Patricia J. Machmiller
Patricia J. Machmiller began writing haiku in 1975 with Kiyoshi and Kiyoko Tokutomi, founders of the Yuki Teikei Haiku Society. With Jerry Ball, and now Emiko Miyashita, she writes a regular column of haiku commentary, Dojin's Corner, for GEPPO, the newsletter of YTHS. Her book of haiku, Blush of Winter Moon, is published by Jacaranda Press. With Fay Aoyagi she has translated the haiku of Kiyoko Tokutomi, Kiyoko's Sky (Brooks Books, 2002). She has three books of haiga, Mountain Trail: Following the Master (www.lulu.com), The Sweet Reverence of Little Birds (www.lulu.com), and Wild Heart of One Bird Singing (www.lulu.com). The last two books were done in collaboration with the artist, Floy Zittin, and the calligrapher, Martha Dahlen. She is also a brush painter and printmaker; her artwork, including some haiga, can be seen at www.patriciajmachmiller.com. View all posts by Patricia J. Machmiller
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I love this!
Sometimes a haiku can be so enveloping in its warmth, atmosphere, and a feeling of life is okay after all, and this is one of those. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Alan
summer’s gone
fall for it
automatically autumn ?
__ Nice Patricia, you've caused me to think back in time to those end of summer forest memories, and that sensual smell of dried leaves. Thanks Pat_!
_m
autumn forests
their scent of browned leaves
a ruffed grouse
A thought provoking poem that leaves one wanting more. Nicely done Patricia.
You've given dignity to hot dogs :)