On my way to Caravelle beach, Sainte-Anne, Guadeloupe, December 2017, canon digital, ©Sylvie GOn the white fine sand
worrying about the wind
in a rusting house
On my way to Caravelle beach, Sainte-Anne, Guadeloupe, December 2017, canon digital, ©Sylvie GOn the white fine sand
worrying about the wind
in a rusting house
It is so atemporal… Bashō could have seen the same place and the same rain, the sounds and textures are powerful in your haiku, Sylvie. A smile from far away. : )
(the same wind* u_u, I was so focused thinking in a haiku in his cab, the rain was falling in his humble and rustling hut, I felt a very similar feeling that time and now seeing and reading you)
So glad this haiku is evocative. It means a lot to me ☺
It’s a massive compliment. I would be very happy to achieve a very very small fraction of what he did. He is such an inspiration to me.😊
A shared inspiration. ^_^