Here’s the full prose-text I wrote about these images, which I then distilled down to 17 syllables: “Windows of the old mill-turned-inn, overlooking the waterfall and rushing stream (small river?)…
// haikumages
Twoku: Hydrangea blossoms / unexpected tumbleweeds / blow in from next door. // haikumages
Twoku: Pandemic greeting / namaste right where you are! / No more handshaking. Threeku: Personal spacing / namaste away from me! / Pandemic greeting. Fourku: Namaste away! / Respect the…
Twoku: Telephoto lens / enjoying from a distance / social compliance. Threeku: Telephoto lens / the perfect tool enabling / social distancing. Stay safe, sane, happy, and healthy out there!…
So, the world is in quarantine — self-imposed, or otherwise — with everyone struggling to work-from-home, many at half or no-pay. Or they are trying to work and shop safely…
Twoku: Cameras / manufacture date / same as mine. (3-5-3) Um…and that year of manufacture would be 1961. — the Haikook —
Twoku: The autumn spider / set a trap for smaller prey / but caught a human. — the Haikook —
Twoku: Ghosts in the machine / my phone keeps reminding me / birthdays of the dead. Threeku: Despite all my deletions / ghosts in machine remind me / of dead…