Lost in cloud.
Basho *translated by Lucien Stryk
There was once a V of three. We experienced many adventures together during our travels. Exploring new territory didn’t intimidate us. We were victorious. Now, we are memory. But I can still hear the calls of my two friends through the fog and clouds. We are lost without a leader, directionless. Gone, but I still remember---our friendship.
Each time the geese fly overhead, I stop and listen to the call---a haunting sound, but their voices keep each other flying in a perfect V.
Author Bio: Wanda Galey is a writer who teaches her high school students to enjoy reading and writing. She writes flash fiction, haibun, short stories, and YA.
Artist Bio: Sandra Ritter is a Victoria artist who has a studio/gallery in her floathome at Fisherman's Wharf. She also teaches drawing and painting to adults and children through Commonwealth Place, The Juan de Fuca Recreation Centre and her studio. http://sandraritter.com/