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Jörgen Johansson
safety first–
returning the nod
from a woman
i don´t recognize
then the pondering
a red rose leaning
on my mother´s name–
watering
my parents´ grave
puzzled
swimming
further and further
out to sea–
my sole companion
the moon
oven baked apples
with custard—
trying hard
to recapture
the Sundays of my youth
the aging poet
returns from his
Shangri-La–
chafed feet and
young at heart
dawn–
throwing a coin at the window
then it hits me
she´s gone
for good
another breakfast
alone–
not complaining
only spilling the cold
hard facts
lost
on purpose
again–
moss is my bed
in the virgin forest
following
Hiroshima mon amour—
i dreamt
of a playground
before and after
end of Summer–
the autistic child
letting his sister
add the flag
to the sandcastle
bedside table–
the origin of species
on top of the bible
that´s how i feel
tonight
fishing village
embedded in morning fog—
my sweater on her
as we share a bag
of night caught shrimps
midnight dip–
on her way up
i kiss her
goose bumped
birthmark
Jörgen Johansson was born 1956 and raised in Lidköping, located in the South-West of Sweden. He has been running his own business since 1982, called Tracks on Wax, selling
rare, original 45 recordings from the 1960s — obscure groups from all over the world. He has been writing haiku since early 2003, and has published two haiku books, together with Robert Wilson, Cherry Blossoms and Sakura, both released in 2003. The books include the work of haiku poets from around the globe. He writes: "At the moment i feel most comfortable writing senryu, and i´m very glad that Al Pizzarelli is supporting me, with his wit and wisdom. As i´ve been so focused on writing haiku and senryu, i haven´t had the time, really, to consider starting writing Tanka . . . until August 2005, when i, out of curiosity, logged on to the Tanka Society of America site, and was immediately inspired, trying it out myself. And now i´m "hovering" between haiku/senryu and tanka; by doing this i feel i´m improving my skills, overall."
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