Haiku

greeting
the early sun
neighbour's cat with me

shawl wrapped-
her mother's memory
on a winter noon

harvested field...
moon beams
spreading the shroud

screaming -
she finds her voice
at last

last train
trees stop racing

sleepless night
stars
leading me to dawn

loon calls
a long night
of remembering

summer evening
a walk through the meadow
without the moon

light from the east –
along the pale path
a poppy