African Haiku
Blossom floats upwards
White butterflies drifting past
Before the rainstorm
Children trailing home
All morning through the tall grass
School fees still unpaid
Frogs croak in the night
Lightning flickers silently
Lighting up the clouds
The Future of British Quakerism
3 weeks ago
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It's so hard to describe the beauty (and sometimes the painful sadness) of this place. Somehow haiku seem to fit.
They do fit. Thank you for sharing them. I'm waiting to see if a haiku will come in response as that call-and-response dialogue so many haikus have with one another is a very interesting part of the tradition to me. Maybe if not me, then someone else.
Petal stain earth
Stuck to bare feet
Through the unpaid storm
Aims to learn free
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