Haiku from photographs V

powerlines
against the gray sky
not a single bird


Today's haiku is inspired by a photograph from the book Everyday Pictures, a collection of work by contemporary American photographer Bing Wright. You can see the specific photo this poem is based on here.

I really don't know anything about Wright except that the book's title jumped out at me from the library shelf as one that might be conducive to inspiring haiku. I look forward to checking out the book and the artist's work more deeply.

playing wolf

playing wolf
in the arboretum
the husky wades upstream

wedding band

wedding band
crusted with dirt
from our new garden bed

morning coffee

morning coffee --
the nagging dissonance
of leafblowers

gallery talk

Variations on an image from tonight. Which one(s) work(s) best, if any?



gallery talk --
a man watching through the glass
blends into the night



gallery talk --
the panhandler outside
watches intently



gallery talk --
the audience watches
a homeless man outside



shielding his eyes
the homeless man peers in
at the artist's talk



gallery talk --
the panhandler outside
shields his eyes to watch



One of the key questions for me is, is it obvious enough what the phrase 'gallery talk' means? Is it clear that an artist or a curator is giving a public talk inside the gallery about the work on display there? Or is there a better way to set the scene? So much to consider for such a short burst of words...

feeling stuck

feeling stuck
I check the forecast
for Timbuktu

All Saints' Day

All Saints' Day --
each student takes a turn
yawning