Haiku by Ibe Ware Desu, LC. The Society May 14, 2013 Poetry A red-tailed hawk on a bridge railing looks fixed, loosed from its master. Reading one haiku, two bowls of strawberries passed through three centuries. When I looked back, o, the man whom I passed, Shiki, was lost in the mist. A small, soft, brown hare chews upon green blades of grass near a watchful cat. Ibe Ware Desu, LC is a poet living on the West Coast of the United States. Related Post ‘When I Speak of History’ by Leonard Dabydeen When I speak of history I speak well; I leave behind the past where broken bones Lay scattered on blistering sands to tell Of atrocities that are m... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.