—: Sea Winds :— Cool songs Blown in From a far Horizon.
—: Black Butterflies :— A bit of night Shaped for flight— Becoming a silhouette Against the sun!
—: Butterfly Perfume :— Maybe the Wind-caught Scent of an Orange-curved Flight.
—: Shadow Pattern :— Maybe yellow leaves Drifting—down, Throwing orange-shadows On the garden path. Leaves like Scorched butterflies with Night-splotched wings— Or is the sun Filtering through trees?
—: Lightning :— Blinding silver Gashing the sky Swiftly.
The only information I could find about Anne Hendrickson was that in 1924 she attended the University of Michigan, and then in 1926 she published a handful of poems in The Lariat and The Lyric West, while living in Long Beach, California.
It is also likely that translations of tanka and/or haiku had an influence on Hendrickson's miniatures, particularly when comparing them with the English-language tanka of poets like Jun Fujita and Yorozu Tsurumi, for instance.
For Anne Hendrickson By Dick Whyte listen tree— listen— branches cleaving wind from wind list— whether we speak or sing: it's the same thing
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Thank you, Dick, for bringing these poems to my attention. I restacked the first one, along with this note:
"This little poem titled ‘Sea Winds’ captures so much in only eight words, and can be found along with four others in this fine post."
By the way, brevity is a marvellous thing that readers in this busy age really appreciate. I posted a poem / song of my own on Sunday, that has only 15 lines, and it has received a great response since then. So, keep doing what you're doing!
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