Three Haiku: “Fireflies,” “Morning Glory,” and “Dusk”
Fireflies in the night,
little fires in the wheat.
To and fro they dart.
Like a faded cloth,
morning glory hangs her head
when the day is spent.
Dusk ensnares the trees.
Night flies forth on blackened wings.
Day has fled and gone.
I’ve always loved haiku, especially Basho’s original ones (in translation), but find them extremely difficult to write. I wrote the first of these three (“Fireflies”) in fifth grade, after which I wrote a grand total of zero haiku until I wrote the two others you see here. “Fireflies” actually went on to be published in an anthology, though I forget the name of the anthology.
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