yet another leaf falls
on the mountain
Marlene Mountain passed away 3-15-2018. her vitality and scope is a powerful Haiku and Related Forms force in every way, today and into the distant future—as she has been for decades.
visit her work here:
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“It is with a heavy heart that I share the sad news that Marlene Mountain passed away today. Her haiku, art, and passion for creatures large and small, love and championing the feminine wombside of life is well known around the world and she leaves a virtual mountain of inimitable creative work. She is a genuine haiku heroine whose light travels far and whose spirit will be with everyone who knew and loved her. Rest in peace dear mm…” —Tom Clausen
also for those who are visual:
wind returning the call
rest in lightness and ease, mm (marlene mountain)
Hawai’i Snow Ground
measured. from base. to peak. the tallest mountain. in the world. is Mauna Kea. on the Big Island—Hawai’i. to be clear. above sea level. Mt. Everest. is the tallest mountain. more than half. of Mauna Kea’s height. is below. sea level.
at this point. this flight. is probably 14,000 feet. or more. above sea level. (about 2.5 miles). this winter there is snow. on Mauna Kea. today (March 14-15, 2018). two more inches of snow. are expected to fall.
atop Mauna Kea. are the Mauna Kea Observatories. a gateway. to observing. the universe. from Hawai’i.
through my window
above cloud mountains
rice cake winter
for March Prompt #15 NaHaiWriMo 3-15-2018
Angie Werren March 15 — mountain
An Ecuador Year
1983-84. two or three times a week. i walked into the mountain hills. above the village. for an hour or two. drew. and returned. sometimes i painted. sometimes i kept the drawings. as drawings. exploring my own creativity. as well as a little. of the Andes. of South America. on the equator. that high up. shadows are chilly. sometimes i pushed the leads hard. just to see. how hard. i could push. before breaking. that lead. sometimes i spoke a long time. using a child-like street-language. because that’s all i knew. with the people. walking those pathways. who wondered. if i might be lost. in all ways. i learned a lot. about my world.
a smile still a smile
in broken Spanish
of the season
broken bird song
silent cat advancing
for March Prompt #13 NaHaiWriMo 3-13-2018
Angie Werren March 13 — broken
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