This is daily life:
hours passing by, day after trivial day,
blank years in and out.
And then the sudden moments of being:
the stab of memories, the sting of longings,
the slaughter of Time.
There is no screaming tragedy in ordinary life.
September, 2009 issue of Word Catalyst
Poetic Musings: Mother and Ocean Haiku by Kobayashi Issa
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mother I never knew,
each time I see the ocean,
each time --
*The Essential Haiku*, 1995
Kobayashi Issa
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