A Day Late
Anne Carly Abad
spring blossoms cover
a dirt path
lone pink amid green
visitors take turns holding
flowers
lilies in a temple urn
a breeze shakes off
silver droplets
brief rain
the last cold bite
before parting
Poet's Notes:
Japan is one of my favorite
places on earth. The cool weather, delicious food, friendly folks and richness
of nature are things I'll always miss when it's time to go home. The other
things I appreciate about Japan are their short poetry forms like the tanka and
the haiku. I like the sense of the present, of the now that can be captured in
the briefest of words. Also, I like the depth of meaning that can be derived
from a single moment--when a bird takes flight, when a petal falls, when a
parent chases her child. Writing in a foreign language, we may only approximate
the original Japanese, but that doesn't detract from the satisfaction of being
able to capture a beautiful moment.
Editor's Note: Sadly, this will be the last poem by Anne that will be published in Songs of Eretz Poetry Review at least for a while. She has decided to take a sabbatical of undetermined length from her Frequent Contributor role in order to concentrate on other projects. Her honey-smooth voice, beautiful imagery, and diverse approaches to the poetic word will be missed, and she will be welcomed back whenever she is ready.
Editor's Note: Sadly, this will be the last poem by Anne that will be published in Songs of Eretz Poetry Review at least for a while. She has decided to take a sabbatical of undetermined length from her Frequent Contributor role in order to concentrate on other projects. Her honey-smooth voice, beautiful imagery, and diverse approaches to the poetic word will be missed, and she will be welcomed back whenever she is ready.
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