You can begin to feel autumn in the air. It’s summer’s last gasp, temperatures here in the 90s, but the new season’s slanting light has begun to arrive. Here are haiku for the departing and arriving seasons.


summer moves slowly

summer passes quickly

what do you think?


the clarity

of blue summer



he chanced upon

the summer

of his innocence


her father’s

old binoculars

the autumn stars


autumn afternoon

he rides

the silences


she poops and eats

and smiles a lot

autumn elder-dog