footprints the hollow boom of breakers in the fog
—Mike Farley
Issue 09.1 | 20 January 2010
Very Pacific coast, especially after a storm chases the big rollers in. Evocative of the great forces we may sense but cannot completely narrow down.
There is something primordial about this haiku…a sort of sense of the beginning…a feeling of an essential home…a connection with the sea.
I remember the Valley Fog up around Sacramento, CA around December and January, where you couldn’t see two feet infront of your headlights. Eerie! Great Haiku.
Very, very nice. Smell the seaweed and feel the damp peneterate your jacket.
summer night the smell of seaweed in the sand
Mike Farley has just lost his battle with cancer. He was a great haiku writer, and a cool person to know.
harvesting moon the death of a friend a lost jigsaw piece
Alan Summers …earlier version Asahi Shimbun, Japan
this version i.m. Mike Farley
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January 20th, 2010 at 6:02 pm
Very Pacific coast, especially after a storm chases the big rollers in. Evocative of the great forces we may sense but cannot completely narrow down.
January 20th, 2010 at 6:30 pm
There is something primordial about this haiku…a sort of sense of the beginning…a feeling of an essential home…a connection with the sea.
January 20th, 2010 at 9:22 pm
I remember the Valley Fog up around Sacramento, CA around December and January, where you couldn’t see two feet infront of your headlights. Eerie! Great Haiku.
January 21st, 2010 at 7:11 am
Very, very nice. Smell the seaweed and feel the damp peneterate your jacket.
April 20th, 2010 at 7:12 pm
summer night
the smell of seaweed
in the sand
November 5th, 2010 at 5:13 pm
Mike Farley has just lost his battle with cancer. He was a great haiku writer, and a cool person to know.
harvesting moon
the death of a friend
a lost jigsaw piece
Alan Summers
…earlier version Asahi Shimbun, Japan
this version i.m. Mike Farley