Quarantine walk (haibun)

quarantine walk

stopping at the sound

of a jet

I can't stop marveling at how quiet it's become under lockdown. In normal times I find the close horizons of this narrow hollow in the hills a bit claustrophobic, but now that there's so much less noise echoing around in it from adjacent highways, the nearby quarry, and factories and businesses in town, it feels more spacious. A pair of local Canada geese fly over at dusk and I hold my breath, listening to their wingbeats. I no longer envy animals that live underground their superior soundproofing.

last week's rain

that hush

in the moss