beginning haiku . . .
I’ve been thinking in the back of my mind about writing haiku for a long time. One reason is that it expresses feeling in few words.
Another is remembering a Japanese woman who started painting calligraphy at the age of ninety-one (“you can do it!”) and was deemed a National Treasure of Japan at the age of ninety-five during her “late period” of work. So I suppose it’s never too late to be creative in new ways.
Today, composing haiku has stepped forward and here’s one for today:
“My light is undimmed,
on heron’s spindle legs, stand. . .
for life sweet and dear.”