Haibun

                                             FIREWOOD

 Once it was a shade tree, pale green in the spring with the sun slipping through.  Darker green in the summer, a canopy providing a respite from the heat of the sun.  In the autumn, a burst of gold, glowing even in rain and fog.  In winter, a sculpture of shapes reaching for the sky and moving shadows on the snow.  Now, just a dead maple tree, wrapped with red poison ivy vines for a final display.

                                               the sun
                                               just over the horizon
                                               tree cutters at work
                                                  

                                  

Contemporary Haibun print journal spring 2004