Lamp-light, tree-shadows,
wing-flutter, then cough, chirp, chime –
carousing tui.
The pohutukawa trees along the terraces near where I live have begun to flower. The tui, having gorged themselves on the golden kōwhai, are now beginning to sip the honeyed paradise afforded by New Zealand’s Christmas tree. Tradition has it that the earlier the crimson blossoms appear, the better the summer we can anticipate.
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Do I have to google all the images? Guess so! Honeyed paradise, who can resist?
In traditional haiku, one essential component is “something missing” 😉