windy
autumn day -
a lone crow

I have not seen so many crows. Just sparrows and a some magpies. Our maple tree is quite leafless; ready for wintry storms? I was happy when saw one crow! Now I have spottered three different birds! And two squirrels, And one honest-looking white cat.

Not yet snow here.

Sunday's sunrays
turning here
to visit me?

I've been lazy writing here. Sorry for that.

Says
been busy -
a lazy poet

Snoring #2

Reading
Takuboku's poems --
a snoring sofa


(Ishikawa Takuboku 1886 - 1912, quite many translated in Finnish some years ago. Tried to read it again, but ... The language is not tankapoetry written in Finnish but some kind of raw-translations only. Otherwise Takuboku is an interesting poet, I think, anyway.)

Through morning sun
sudden thunder
squalls

This I wrote as a comment into Fred Masarani's Facebook today:
evening fog--- / thunder and lighting / and my neighbor sings

After a very warm summer we have now a warm autumn, raining a lot. Today heard a sudden noise (thunder!), and after that a heavy rainshower.

washing
the sky --
an unsleepy rain

An empty coffee cup

black-and-white
road homewards --
emptied coffee cup

Post # 765

When last time in Helsinki I took the metro from Siltasaari downd to Ruoholahti. When rised up from The Ruoholahti Station of the Metro, I found a group of parked bicycles, bright colored. & a sunny day.

   
     menopause -- 
     the bicycles 
     appealing to ride

I checked with my wife the word "menopause" as a kigo, - An autumn, September, perhaps October, she said.
- And the males got also those, she said.

I looked my bicycle; waiting for me in slight drizzle.

     mayday!
     

Original Ezra Pound's 1913 poem "In a Station of the Metro":

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.