By James W. Hackett
Haiku for your autumn
Come, lie in this stream--
all the sun of summer gone
is within its flow
Autumn . . . the path now
wanders to oblivion
under every tree
Even while squatting
the puppy diverts herself
by smelling flowers
City loneliness . . .
dancing with a gusty wind:
yesterday's news.
A tiny spider
has begun to confiscate
this cup's emptiness
Beijing rush hour . . .
horse and cart heading home,
driver fast asleep
2004 James W. Hackett
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