Rainy season has officially ended in Tokyo. While summer can be grim here, rainy season for me is even grimmer. It’s peak migraine season
for starters. I swear I have a seasonal cognitive slump every rainy season.
That’s reflected in the quality and focus of the haiku drafts on my phone. I’ve done nothing but make haiku about puddles and storms…
fresh puddles
the squeak
of froggy boots
clearing skies
the dog
finds every puddle
June storm
the air pressure and my mood
both plummet