how quick the paws
of the squirrel dismembering
last year’s walnut
Here's my favorite recently-discovered haiku quote, “The poet is an animal with the sun in his belly." It's by Raymond Roseliep who was a Catholic priest. Oh, but it's not specific to haiku at all. But how do we actualize it? Take this star shine that whizzes across all those miles of our solar system filling us with warmth and life, and incorporate its heat into our poems?
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