moon’s eyes: a haibun

A bat flies towards the berry tree. If it has a fruit on its mouth, it’s too dark to see. The dinner’s curry cooks with cumin, turmeric, kashmiri, with some cinnamon bark and cardamom, too. Afternoon’s rain anointed the soil just before the stars woke up. The spiced-breeze eats up the last tinge of petrichor.

He opens the door to invite me in. Perhaps the rice is getting cold. I look up one more time to catch a glimpse. There, he rises, the meteor’s golden guard.

baby hawk cuddles
inside its lightly wet nest—
last bloom of May wilts

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For dVerse Haibun Monday 5-24-21: Flower moon

23 thoughts on “moon’s eyes: a haibun”

  1. What an enchanting haibun, the scents, the colour the welcomi ng. Really nice
    Thanks for droppibg by my blog to read mine


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      1. that’s awesome, Bjorn! yes. another chilli powder would suffice but make it 2/3 less than the kashmiri content (depending on how spicy you chili powder is). bec kashmiri mirch is more fragrant chilli than spicy. 😉


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