From KO, Haiku Magazine in English, Vol.22, No.10, Spring-Summer 2008
The winter chill
slowly rises each evening
--R.K.Singh, Ko, Vol. 22, No.4
John Keats called imagination "the soils of poetry". Singh displays here an imagination very similar to Basho's when he wrote so delightfully this haiku:
A winter day
on my horse's back
my shadow sits freezing
-- R.H.Blythe, Haiku Vol.IV
I find Singh's haiku superbly expressed.
Thanks, H.F.Noyes, for appreciating my haiku and comparing it with the Master's. I feel honored.