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.
November 30th, 2023 at 10:55 am
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.
December 1st, 2023 at 6:39 am
tension of fall winds
as the trees dance blend such maze
woven haromny
__Thanks, such new insight above_! _m
March 16th, 2024 at 5:10 pm
There is a wild honeybee hive in this particular old oak.