near the easel
curled tubes of burnt umber-
last cicada call

—Brian Gierat

About the author: Brian Gierat
bigcarp at ameritech dot net

I have been writing poetry since high school but only started writing haiku over 3 years ago. Since then, I have been lucky enough to have haiku published in Modern Haiku, The Heron's Nest and Frogpond. It has been a perfect balance to my 9 to 5 profession as Shift Supervisor of Microbiology at Mt. Sinai Hospital in Chicago. Through my experiences of haiku I have found a greater appreciation for the subtle beauty that surrounds us... things that can easily go unnoticed because of the fast pace of modern living. As a haiku poet, I feel a certain "duty" to try and catalog as many of these moments as I possibly can. It has enriched my life beyond words.


Responses to the haiku for 4 October 2004 by Brian Gierat

    ed markowski
    2004-10-04 16:01:06

    Well done. A senryu in gratitude.

    art class
    sketching her nipple ring
    the glint of my wedding ring

    john tiong chunghoo
    2004-10-05 07:37:31

    sea waves
    painter's brush
    dances over the canvas

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-10-05 18:23:40

    chilly midnight hour
    hazy harvest moon ...
    before me, my journey

    Vasile Moldovan (vasilemoldovan at yahoo dot com)
    2004-10-08 01:09:08

    End of concert-
    stuck to the havy boot's sole
    the soudless cicada

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-10-09 18:20:08

    flash of the firefly -
    darkness seeps
    through worn curtains