Greeting autumn (30 doh -018 September 18)

butterfly greets fall
last of the daisies giggle
love life ’til the end

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late frost ( Jisei)

This is the last haiku by Basho. It is now known as his “death poem” or Jisei.

ill on a journey
my dreams start to wander
across desiccated fields

It’s very common in classical times that poets wrote their death-poem, the last poem of their life.

Here is our host’s Jisei

my dreams wander
along the path of my life …
Honeysuckle blooms

Honeysuckle blooms
sharing her sweet perfume
I dream away

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Today on my way to work I was shocked to see new blossoms in the thicket. Most of the flowers are dying except for sunflowers growing through the concrete in the street and tiny daisies among dead bushes. The bees were busy kissing every flower they could find today and one lone blue butterfly winked at me.

a bed of daisies
unusual blossoms
end of season

a bed of daisies
lie in wait
like poppies

unusual blossoms
caress my weary bones
butterfly kiss

end of season
contemplating
a late frost

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heart aglow
love still to spare –
liquid blues gaze,
purple veils magenta skies
fading sunset

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Through the thicket, I saw wonder (haibun)

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Walking through the shortcut to work on that regular footpath she noticed so many leaves had fallen with the winds of the night before. Saddened as she saw many of the wildflowers turning different shades of brown. She would miss her walk in this thicket seeing buttercups and wild daisies and that purplish blue butterfly too. A huge tree branch lay across the path and she stood there looking at how one night changed a season…just one night! As she walked further into the thicket and within a few feet she saw her blue butterfly. Surely it couldn’t be the same one she saw in June!! Elated…just filled with childish joy, she slowly approached the butterfly and it closed up its wing sitting on a daisy…her favourite kind of daisy too!! She saw it open its wings a bit gradually and then close them again. She smiled at how smart this butterfly was. It actually thought it was camouflaged enough to trick her. And that game of hide and seek continued for several minutes…Oh, another flutter of those tiny velvety wings…once, twice …such joy to see and feel the beauty of this past season lingering here in September.

September wonder
amid the thicket
a butterfly rests
gracious daisy gives
last of her sweet nectar