[untitled haiku]

~

moon’s up —

an old song

drifting through the grove

~

I took this picture two nights ago from our deck. The moon was easing itself down the western slope of sky behind a tangle of maples and poplars, while stars began to salt the deeper blue above. (EEH)

From Soundings: haiku & carvings by Emily Hancock (St Brigid Press, 2014)