june's end haikus
smoke fills the canyons rivers carry ash and tears one thousand fires burn I dream of japan rice flowers and clean streets cherry blossoms floating the world is on fire to cool my famished skin I drink the river in june days are long we swim in glass green water for hours, far away in the dark night we cross the ancient bridge where miners hung spirits fill the skies in the smoke of burning woods they sing in the night crash, shattered glass, midnight at the riverside a black bear plunders I dream of laughter a tribal path to the river trickster’s strong limbs