mothers in summer
dresses bend
boobs into an arch

Pre-dawn raid on Dan's
Broken doors
The curtains blowing

The police outside
No one home
They wait to break in

A seasonal Basho haiku translated by R.H. Blyth. There is a semi-colon after "one," but I thought it detracted and replaced it with a period.

Along this road
Goes no one.
This autumn evening.

Our last school visit took place at Quesnel Junior Secondary, where we met with a group of Grade Eights and Nines. This was a lively bunch, with many comments and questions.

After class, Cathleen and I were approached by Christina Liggitt, who shared with us her work.

Christina's pages were nicely composed, full of poems and drawings, one of which carried this haiku:

First Spring, then silence
This one thousand dollar screen
Dies so beautifully