Apple buds blossom
in a cozy kitchen
outside frost rimes the loam
Small fires are wisest
good wood from a lemon tree
scented like her hands
Ate soup with lemon
spoons half rinds impaled on twigs
tastes so bittersweet
Damp eucalyptus
rain slanting toward the sea
feeding the stray dog
Fragrance unveils time
glances back rekindle fire
ashes without smoke
Foot prints indistinct
she walked through that lemon grove
loam sprang back beneath
Spring is late this year
will she stay or will she go?
summer approaches
Warmer wind stirring
passing swans seventeen beats
high clouds pass quickly
Haikus 3 and 5 featured at Cafe Central, Prague Writers Festival
http://www.pwf.cz/archivy/texts/cafe-central/dick-russell-in-spain_8988.html
Based on For Francisco in Estepona, Dick Russell issue, Chapman, 1975
Edited by Walter Perrie, Joy Hendry and Robert Calder
March 7, 2012
