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.