Haibun Today

A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Editor
Volume 4, Number 1, March 2010

Dru Philippou
Taos, New Mexico, USA


On the Rim

The trail to the mesa leads through pitted lava rocks—reds and browns embedded in its steep incline. Wind borne dust sweeps across sagebrush and prickly pear cactus. Below, a mist disperses over the red willow lining the banks of the Rio Grande.

grasslands gone
of mountains

to the silence
a raven’s crow

The desert feels inert, yet is always transforming itself. Faint brush strokes of broken branches litter the landscape. Dislodged rocks roll down a gully split by rain. Here the first white sego lilies scatter their fragrance and faith might be reborn. 

a burst of amber
on the piñon
an insect’s bore

smoothness of stone
in my hand . . .
losing track of time





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