last light
my body echoes
with frog song

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Victor Ortiz

Victor Ortiz lives in Bellingham, WA, with his wife Mimi, fairly recent transplants to the Pacific Northwest (Cascadia) from San Pedro, CA. For Victor haiku is not only a literary form that he enjoys writing but it provides him with yet another way to explore life and make discoveries with others.

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  1. Love this haiku. It does feel like that but I never ever thought of it the way you just described so beautifully.
    Thanks, Victor.

    1. Thank you MaryJo. The frogs (in my case, the tree frogs) will soon be with us again this spring! Vale, Victor

  2. last light
    my body echoes
    with frog song

    —VICTOR ORTIZ

    I remember when living in Queensland, Australia, that the frogs would be inside the plumbing and not just outside the 'Queenslander' house. It was a very comforting feeling. I did write a poem about them, but here's one as a tribute not only to cane toads but all toads too! :-)

    *

    the rhythm of rain
    a toad sleeps deep
    with her moon

    Alan Summers
    Publication Credit: Brass Bell: a haiku journal curated by Zee Zahava
    Moon Haiku issue: Wednesday, October 1, 2014

      1. Victor,

        I see you mentioned tree frogs in another comment. I still remember visiting Mission Beach rainforest, Queensland, at the dead of night, and a tree frog landed straight onto my biro ballpen that was in my shirt top pocket.

        Life in Queensland was taken up by all sorts of frogs, and of course the amazing cane toads.

        leaf wind
        just enough frogs
        to catch a pond

        after Pliny the Elder; Ry?kan; and Bash?
        Alan Summers

        Samobor Haiku Meeting 25th anniversary anthology (Croatia, 2017)

    1. Thanks, Greg! It is an amazing way to end a spring day, with the tree frogs singing in the creek at the back of our house. Lucky us!
      Vale,
      Victor

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