I can't see me; the fog encloses the mirror,
the mist never gets any dissipates.
The room is dark; twelve candles are glowing
The fog slowly clears as gently as it fell it rises.
my vision is dark but vexing, a pure impulsing figure
Thrashing eyes, it alternates new emotions.
more aggressive, disciplined, and can act out of hate
As cruel words zip across its mouth, he smiles
When he attacks and torchers his foes, he looks at me
Walks out of the mirror and goes.
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Sleepless Nights and Autumn Roads
Haiku can transform heightened moments into existential insights. Richard Wright, the renowned African American novelist, turned to haiku later in his life and produced startling haiku while battling dysentery. Written in the final year of his life, Wright's haiku in The Last Poems of an American Icon show a perspective shift, blending natural imagery with introspective thoughts to reveal perceptions about time, longing, solitude, and the natural world. In haiku, such as "A Sleepless Spring Night" and "Autumn Moonlight," Wright takes simple scenes from nature and everyday life to unveil observations from the perspective of a dying man embracing life's end. Through thoughtful structural choices, Wright uses haiku's brevity to link the physical world with the emotional and spiritual realms.
By Geoffrey Philp 3 days ago in Poets
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