From the book The Immediate and No Sooner, 2021.
Haiku 807
2/21/20
we have work to do
right ourselves send out shoots
become what we are
Haiku 808
2/21/20
it’s not the pencil
but the hand and the flower
who draw the picture
Haiku 809
2/21/20
tell me earlier
than you tell the rain and I –
I will meet you there.
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
I love all of these, but especially 807. (K)
Thank you. I was thinking of bulbs. How they need to be pointing the right way to sprout, but they can turn themselves to make it happen. I like that image a lot. If you are not set correctly, that does not mean you can’t bloom.
A good thing to remember.
Brilliant trio. You step out of yourself and see and show how it is to be the other. Plant, pencil, rain. I love the idea that the hand and the flower draw the pencil and hold it just so.
Thank you. I think since I feel pretty much everything has a soul of its own type, then I can imagine myself being that thing (maybe I don’t get it right, but I try to observe and I think everything does give off hints if we look!). And I do think that every time I do art there is always a cooperation among all the parts that have to go together to make something happen.