autumn the panic room inside the oak


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  1. williamgottlieb Says:

    What a wonderful poem! The contrasts reverberate–the calm oak, and the panic room inside it; the natural order of autumn, and the implicit attack…of what? The density of an oak trunk–and a "room" somehow there. I think, too, of Sudden Oak Death in California (where I live). Everything about this haiku is soaked in surprise, mystery and expanse. And all accomplished in seven apt words. Thank you for this lyrical treat.

  2. Magyar Says:

    tension of fall winds
    as the trees dance blend such maze
    woven haromny

    __Thanks, such new insight above_! _m

  3. Cherie Hunter Day Says:

    There is a wild honeybee hive in this particular old oak.

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