Haiku Happenings #3: Dave Read’s #haibun appears in Akitsu!

The wind carries across the lake, biting my cheeks like cold teeth.  I shield myself and look over the water.  The surface is rough.  Waves rear their white capped heads but are yanked down again.  I’m reminded of the ghosts at the River Lethe:  pulled to the water, forced to drink.

Way out on the lake is a man in a rowboat.  At a distance, he looks pale.  He could be struggling, or enjoying the ride.  He’s like an explorer in search of new lands, except in forgetting his proximity to shore.

grandpa can’t find
the end of his tale
winter fog

via Dave Read Poetry: Unmoored