Johannes S. H. Bjerg: a Dane who writes in Danish and English simultaneously and mainly haiku and haiku related forms. 1 of 3 of the editors of Bones - “Journal for contemporary haiku” (http://www.bonesjournal.com), and sole editor of “the other bunny - for the other kind of haibun” (http://theotherbunny.wordpress.com) and “One Link Chain” - a blog for solo linked verse and haiku sequences (http://onelinkchain.blogspot.dk/) Has published several books: http://january-stones.blogspot.dk/p/books.html
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Not
Wind, Feeding Your Mother
open the
window and let the dishes dry
open the
window
and let
the dishes
dry
open
the window
and let
the dishes
dry
open the
window
for the fly
open the
window
for the fly
open the
window
for the fly
and let the
dishes dry
open the
window for the fly and let the dishes dry
open
the window
and let
that
which wants
to come in
come in
and that
which wants
to get out
get out
open
the window
and
let
the dishes
dry
.
kairos
you get up
to open
the window
for the fly
and let the
dishes dry
.
you’re not
just wind
you’re not
only wind
you’ re
wind
too
and
creaking
as you sit
being
a window
.
even when
feeding your mother
you take up
less space
than the
things
you own
even when
feeding your mother
you’re not
the wind
.
September
drags you
out
from where
you thought
you were
by
and not
on
the road
into
the wind
you imagine
.
get up
sit down
your place
doesn’t
care
get up
open
the window
and let
the dishes
dry
in
September’s
wind
your place
doesn’t
care
the wind
doesn’t
care
.
still green
September
September
green still
green
September still
green still
September
still
.
postpone
a dentist
appointment
to feed
your mother
.
be
obsessive
with your
food
or
watch
the wind
.
you’re not
the wind
you’re not
a dish
you’re not
a fly
you’re
feeding your mother
you own
things
you’re not
the wind
you feed
your mother
you own
things
.
you
sit
and
watch
a fly
you
sit
and
watch
the wind
you
sit
and
watch
yourself
watching
a fly
yourself
watching
the wind
you imagine
you imagine
you imagine
yourself
watching
the wind
watching
the wind
watching
the wind
you
imagine
yourself
you
imagine
your
self
and
the wind
feeding
your
mother
you
imagine
your
self
as
a
wind
feeding
your
mother
.
