her toothbrush
in my medicine chest
declares residency…
gazing at the mirror
...
thirteen crows
on a telephone wire
garden wedding
...
A Haibun
like a newlywed standing by her wooden mailbox,
...
American dream
in each shop window
a different moon
...
thick moss
coats the roof of my house
foggy memories
...
Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, ... Rudyard Kipling, opening line of 'The Ballad of East and West, ' 1889
a flurry of white
...
my dog and I
under the eaves
moonlight dripping
...