Haibun Today

A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Editor
Volume 4, Number 2, June 2010

Diana Webb
London, England


Song for All Saints Day

Sunday in the cafe, the morning after Halloween. A wild one. Beaten by wind and rain, we struggle through the door just after it opens, sit at separate tables, order tea and snacks. The radio is switched on in the corner. 'Don't forget next Sunday's Remembrance Sunday special.'

toasted tea cake—
a flood of ripples spreads
across paving stones

After the end of the religious programme, more heartfelt messages, this time of a more romantic nature. 'Everybody loves somebody some time' as dropped foliage from the plane tree outside gleams, swishes, changes places round the empty wooden bench beneath its branches.

two leaves face down—
the veined surfaces
of hands

A lull in the wind as the coffee sign begins to sway less violently.

'wonderful tonight'—
through Oxfam's rain-blurred pane
a red dress and pearls




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