Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Haiku (after Hiroshima)

morning's cloud ascends—
the summer snow burns and blinds
stars dim in black rain


fluttering obi sashes
white feathers gone colorless
shrill the evening sounds


torn paper lanterns
pine's open arms unneedled
August mountains shiver

© 2015 Maureen E. Doallas


Kristin Berkey-Abbott said...

Powerful haiku! Thanks for sharing.

Peggy Rosenthal said...

Powerful play in that "cloud" of line 1. At first I read it as lovely nature! Ha! Then of course realized what this sinister cloud really was.
The whole poem is full of rich understatement like this… which is wht makes the poem so effective.
Thanks for re-minding us of that horrible day.