Haiku of July 2022

Kan Yamamoto
with eyes closed.
Published in
2 min readAug 22, 2022

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a cicada shell
in the shade of kaki leaves
— remains of childhood

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trampled on and on
dandelion still flourishes
— one day, so will we

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leaves in canopy
murmur goodbye to neighbors
as the cedar falls

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an egret glides
through the morning haze
in my head

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drops on pebbles
fading away with memories
of a summer day

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the thick earthy scent
brings a summer shower
making me sit back

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floating on the ocean
a blanket of tranquil waves
thunderhead as my pillow

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like a pearl
on a leaf in a drizzle
a snail muses

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sunlight flickering,
brushed with shades of oak leaves
— ethereal watercolor

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waving her hands
a black swallowtail sends
my daughter off

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covered by the heat,
green chestnuts peep
longing for autumn

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fallen leaves
hug each other
meeting old friends

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firefly glows dimly
wafting across the river
of the starry sky

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dazzling shadow
dashed over the bush
— fishhawk in the breeze

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a sultry night —
a gecko on the window
relishing the light

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on a rock
in the murmuring stream
alone it sprouts

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sparks of blazing fire
scattered around the woods
— tiger lilies

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a stroke of blue paint
on a light grayish canvas
— it will clear up soon

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in the evening breeze
leaves rustle, and twigs crackle
— bamboo’s summer song

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swaying as it burns
the white dragon rises up
from the charcoal kiln

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in the honey mist
with the morning’s melody
a black kite circles

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on a taro leaf
playing transient marbles,
drops dance in the rain

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on a mountain pass,
a tiger beetle leads me
through the future path

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the river smiles back
in the midsummer sunlight
like a clear mirror

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the murmur of leaves
the songs of bell crickets
fade into the rain

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cold stream at my feet,
breath of air over my face
like a warm towel

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Kan Yamamoto
with eyes closed.

A craftsman working in the woods. Maker of Kamino Wallet.