The following poem first appeared in Geppo XXVII:4, July–August 2002, page 2, and was selected for commentary in the following issue, XXVII:5, September–October 2002, page 7.
long curve of the interstate—
the light through my sunroof
crosses the dash
The visual depiction of the passage of time—how clear this image is. Like a sundial speeded up, the sunlight moves across space—the dash—and we feel both soothed by the continuity of life and disturbed a bit by its passage—so rapid and right before our eyes as if we were in a great cosmic experiment that is measuring our very mortality.
—Patricia J. Machmiller
I like this haiku as well, especially the craft in creating it. I did not choose it as one of my favorites, however, because I don’t feel moved by the image. I expect that Patricia sees something that I don’t.
—Jerry Ball