After Reading Some Haiku By Basho Friday, March 20, 2020Wednesday, March 18, 2020Ken I notice a ceiling spider watching me. I make tea in the cherry-blossom pot. I nap lightly in the sun-heated chair. I dream clouds or wake to them. Tea now as warm as this day. Share this poem:TwitterFacebookTumblrRedditEmailLinkedInWhatsAppPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related