Footprints of the Rain

here, finally,
I open my bag of regrets
to the rain

***

misty eyed,
I walk in the footprints
of the early rain

Linked to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, where Basho’s journey to the Deep North (Oku no Hosomichi) continues. After a wretched night in Iizaka hot springs, Basho plods through muddy roads in Kasajima District, passing by villages, that like portents of wet weather were called Raincoat and Umbrella .
Previous posts in this series are HERE

18 thoughts on “Footprints of the Rain

  1. the discipline of haiku makes the mot juste even more essential – the idea of bag of regrets melting in the rain conjures the freshness that your image portrays – co clever!

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