9.29.2020 – but these and all, the …

but these and all, the …
shores of the sea are ours, the
rivers great and small

Adapted from the passage:

But these and all, and the brown and spreading land, and the mines below, are ours,
And the shores of the sea are ours, and the rivers great and small

In the Poem Song of the Banner at Daybreak by Walt Whitman

One of series of Haiku from Poem Song of the Banner at Daybreak by Walt Whitman.

This is a series of Haiku written just to fill out days I missed back in 2020 to fill in the gaps.

Forgive this vanity that I want a long strong of continued posts.

MJH

9.27.2020 – fresh and rosy red

fresh and rosy red
red the sun is mounting high,
fresh and rosy red

Adapted from the passage:

Fresh and rosy red the sun is mounting high,
On floats the sea in distant blue careering through its channels,
On floats the wind over the breast of the sea setting in toward land,
The great steady wind from west or west-by-south,
Floating so buoyant with milk-white foam on the waters.

In the Poem Song of the Banner at Daybreak by Walt Whitman

One of series of Haiku from Poem Song of the Banner at Daybreak by Walt Whitman.

This is a series of Haiku written just to fill out days I missed back in 2020 to fill in the gaps.

Forgive this vanity that I want a long strong of continued posts.

MJH

9.21.2020 – what is in the sky

what is in the sky
beckoning, what does it say
to me all the while

Adapted from the passage:

Father what is that in the sky beckoning to me with long finger?
And what does it say to me all the while?

In the Poem Song of the Banner at Daybreak by Walt Whitman

One of series of Haiku from Poem Song of the Banner at Daybreak by Walt Whitman.

This is a series of Haiku written just to fill out days I missed back in 2020 to fill in the gaps.

Forgive this vanity that I want a long strong of continued posts.

MJH

9.20.2020 – divider daybreak

divider daybreak
cutting the air, touch’d by sun
measuring the sky

Adapted from the passage:

up out of the night, bringing your cluster of stars, (ever-enlarging stars,)
Divider of daybreak you, cutting the air, touch’d by the sun, measuring the sky,

In the Poem Song of the Banner at Daybreak by Walt Whitman

One of series of Haiku from Poem Song of the Banner at Daybreak by Walt Whitman.

This is a series of Haiku written just to fill out days I missed back in 2020 to fill in the gaps.

Forgive this vanity that I want a long strong of continued posts.

MJH