July 15 – July 21 is the 29th week of 2024. This week, we complete the Solar Term of Minor Heat (July 07 – July 21), and enter the micro-season of “Hawks Learn To Fly” (July 17 – July 22).
Basho, Issa, Buson, Reichhold, and Rosenstock wrote the poems selected for this week.
The 24 Solar Terms
The 24 solar terms were created by farmers in ancient China (206 BCE and 24 CE) to help guide their agricultural activities. Each solar term is 15 days long and is based on the climate around Xi’an, the capital of China during the Han Dynasty (206 BCE to 220 CE). (1)
Minor Heat is the eleventh Solar Term of the year and the fifth Solar Term of Summer. Xiaoshu (小暑) is the Chinese name for this season. Xiaoshu means “Weather becomes increasingly hot”. (2) At this time, crops grow rapidly and there is a potential for drought.
Season Food: Dumplings
Dumplings are steamed, fried, of boiled pockets of dough filled with meat or vegetables. Jiaozi (饺子), a common type of dumpling found in China, is made from minced pork, shrimp, vegetables, mushrooms, and other spices and often served at this time of year. Dumplings are said to stimulate the appetite on a hot day.
The 72 Seasons
The 72-season calendar was established in 1685 by Japanese astronomer Shibukawa Shunkai. Each season lasts for about 5 days and offers “a poetic journey through the Japanese year in which the land awakens and blooms with life and activity before returning to slumber.”(4)
The micro-season for this week is “Hawks Learn To Fly” (July 17 – July 22).
Hawks
All hawks belong to either the Accipitridae and Falconidae family of birds. These birds can be found on all continents except Antarctica. Hawks are diurnal (active by day) hunters and possess sharp curved talons, hooked beaks, long tails, and short wings. Hawks are known for their exceptional hearing and eyesight, and primarily feed on other birds, small mammals, reptiles, and insects.(7,8)
Learning To Fly
The lifecycle of a hawk, like all birds, consists of several stages. The first stage is the egg stage, which is then followed by the hatchling stage, nestling stage, fledgling stage, juvenile stage, immature or sub-adult stage, and then adult stage. Birds learn to fly during the fledgling stage.(9)
During the fledgling stage birds develop their first set of flight feathers and leave the nest. Fledglings are still fairly awkward and can only fly short distances. Fledglings will also spend significant time hopping on the ground and are still dependent on its parents for food. The exact time that it takes a bird to move from hatchling to fledgling is different depending on the species. For example, it takes a Northern Goshawk about 36 days to move from hatchling to fledgling. Whereas, it only takes an American Robin 14-16 days to learn how to fly.
Astronomical Season
July 21, is the last day of week 29. July 21 is 31 days past the summer solstice and 63 days until the Autumn Equinox (September 22, 2024).
July’s Full Moon
July’s full Moon arrives on July 21. This full moon is sometimes referred to as the Buck Moon.
Catherine Boeckmann at The Farmer’s Almanac explains that July’s full Moon is called the Buck Moon because “the antlers of male deer (bucks) are in full-growth mode at this time.”
Other names for July’s Moon are:
- Feather Moulting Moon from the Cree,
- Salmon Moon from the Tlingit,
- Berry Moon from the Anishinaabe,
- Raspberry Moon from the Algonquin and Ojibwe,
- Thunder Moon from the Western Abenaki, and
- Halfway Summer Moon from the Anishinaabe.
For more information about the Buck Moon, read Boekmann’s full article.
Haiku and Kigo
The kigo, or season word, is one of the key parts of the haiku. The Yuki Teikei Haiku Society provides us with the following explanation for why we use kigo in haiku.
“A kigo is a poetic device used in haiku to denote a season; it’s a powerful word or phrase that can conjure up many allusions, historical references, spiritual meanings, and/or cultural traditions. Its use in haiku, a poem of few words, is especially effective because of this power to expand its meaning beyond the literal and to create a larger aura of seasonal mood, historical/ literary context, and/or cultural implications.”(9)
Visit The Haiku Foundation’s “New To Haiku: What is a Kigo?” for more information
This Week’s Kigo
According to the World Kigo Database by Dr. Gabi Greves, a “hawk” by itself is not a kigo. But a “hawk in the cold” is a winter kigo, and “hawk migrating” is an autumn kigo.
In The Five Hundred Essential Japanese Season Words selected by Kenkichi Yamamoto, “hawk” is listed as a winter kigo. However, other birds such as “kingfisher”, “little cuckoo”, and “old bush warbler” are summer kigo.
In Jane Reichhold’s A Dictionary of Haiku, “fledglings” are summer kigo, along with “hawks”, “eagles” and “birds”.
Wifh all this in mind, let’s read some haiku.
Basho
the hawk's eyes
have darkened now:
calling quail
(translated by David Landis Barnhill)
A hawk in the flesh
is more reliable than
one in a dream
(translated by Haruo Shirane)
Being useless,
my daydreams are disturbed
by noisy warblers
(translated by Sam Hamill)
The bush warbler
in a grove of bamboo sprouts
sings of growing old
(translated by Sam Hamill)
Issa
fledgling faces peek out the nest... sparrows (translated by David G. Lanoue)
a bush warbler sounding a bit more summery... dewy eaves (translated by David G. Lanoue)
amid scented cedars a bush warbler's song... new summer robes (translated by David G. Lanoue)
Buson
Splashed over an iris hawk droppings (translated by Allan Persinger)
As the sun sets the warbler’s distant voice also ends (translated by Allan Persinger)
Reichhold
a little clumsy the scrub jay teaches fledglings to fly
lunchtime overlooking the road ahead a hawk
Gabriel Rosenstock
is there a better place than here and now– white herons in flight
Haiku Invitation
This week’s haiku invitation is to write a haiku or senryu about birds in flight.
Share your haiku in the comments below, or post on your page and link back. I can’t wait to read what you write!
Formatting Note: To eliminate the spaces between the lines of your haiku, hit shift-enter at the end of the line. For example,
one (shift-enter)
line two (shift-enter)
the third line (shift-enter)
Thanks to LaMon for sharing these instructions!
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About the Haiku
Basho’s haiku were retrieved from “Matsuo Bashō’s haiku poems in romanized Japanesewith English translations” Editor: Gábor Terebess. Issa’s haiku were retrieved from David G. Lanoue’s Haiku Guy. Buson’s haiku was retrieved from Foxfire: the Selected Poems of Yosa Buson, a Translation by Allan Persinger. Jane Reichhold’s haiku was retrieved from the Dictionary of Haiku. Rosenstock’s haiku was retrieved from Haiku Enlightenment by Gabriel Rosenstock.
- “The 24 Solar Terms”; China Educational Tours
- “6 Solar Terms of Summer”; China Educational Tours
- “24 Solar Terms: 6 things you may not know about Minor Heat.’ ChinaDaily.com
- “Exploring Different Types of Chinese Dumplings and Bao”; EatMila.com
- 72 Seasons App
- “Japan’s 72 Microseasons”; Nippon.com
- “Hawk”; Wikipedia
- “Hawk”; Britannica
- “The Life Cycle of a Bird”; BirdSpot.co.uk

Mark,
Once again – Thanks for all of your wonderful information. I played with the names of the moon in my series Molting Remembrance – I’ve included the first set here – the rest is at the link;
https://julesinflashyfiction.wordpress.com/2024/07/19/molting-remembrance-1p-xxiv-nd-7-19/
thunder moon
father’s booming voice
in the night
To make clear his points, his bass tone rose to rattle sleeping children’s dreams.
© JP/dh
Jules! This collection is wonderful!
Sometimes odd memories get triggered by prompts… Good to write them out and let them ‘fly’ – Thank you!
I really like the suggestion of sound and imagery in this one.
Peoples moods do relate to nature…
Thank you.
Hi Jules, these haiku are so tender and so magnificent…they pull at my heart strings, in all different directions. What rings out clearly is your compassion and understanding of your father’s behavior… I am going to read them over again …I was so distracted this week and I apologize for being late with my responses. I hope you and all fellow poets have a lovely weekend and all are having a good summer.
Real life has to come before blogging… I was fairly distracted for about a month! But I’m trying to stay on track. 😉
~Thanks.
I am a bird in flight…
in overloaded old Mexican truck
wheezing up rough cobbled hill road
to new home waiting in cloudy mist…
Forgot the Title: MOVING DAY!
Baron,
I really like your poem, Moving Day. It is such a visual delight, and I can see it so vividly. With the presumption it is based on real life, good luck in your new home. ~Nan
thanks for yours and other comments. I try to let the poems do the talking but:
Yes, real life based but imagined. The reality was that the large truck broke down so we used 2 small pickups and my 29 yr old Ford Explorer (2Dr), none wheezing but all slow up rough cobbled and dirt roads. The last trip was just my wife and I after which a torrential downpour so loud on the metal roof we cannot hear each other’s shouting! The roof came with the property but even with 1″ wood plank insulation is super loud. Will replace later.
Meanwhile we are up with mist and rain and butterflies and too many boxes and allergies and very happy after a two year gradual, locally built, reasonably economical building process!
Hi Baron, I agree with Nan that the imagery of this piece is fantastic! Well done!
This is a beautiful poem, Baron with a marvelous vista of the uphill (wheezing) climb expressing the effort required. Great imagery!
Baron, your haiku is wonderful…all four lines give much to ponder.
About this time last year I wrote this one:
A morning walk,
Accompanied by song;
Buzzard calls.
Have a great weekend.
Nice one, Ashley. Although they are not considered handsome birds, I have written several poems and haiku about buzzards. There is something noble about them although I doubt that many share my opinion on them. Glad you find them worthy of being enshrined in a haiku. Have a great weekend. ~Nan
Many thanks, Nan, We often hear them before seeing them. I like them, they keep a very tidy, clean nest. I suppose I could have just said: “Hawk calls” but the line is too short for me. You too, have a great weekend. 🦅
Ashley, I prefer the line as you wrote it. ~Nan
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I agree with Nan. While “hawk” might by more expected, “buzzard” is a cool surprise. Peace, LaMon.
Many thanks, LaMon. Hawk is a general term & could mean one of many types of raptor, whereas buzzard is species specific!
Hi Ashley, I think I remember this one from last year. Was there a video associated with this one? I agree with others that a buzzard is a good choice of birds in this poem.
You’re spot on! Yes, I did a little video for this one. Buzzards are quite common now; I don’t remember seeing any raptors as a child, so their return is surely a positive thing.
Mark,
Another brilliant post from you and a great following too. (I sent you an email).
Love your poem Ashley. The idea of Buzzards ‘singing” is so relateable. Thank you.
Dear Suzette, thank you. It’s more like a whistle than a song, but I love to hear them. 🙋♂️
Yes, a whistle…indeed wonderful! Thanks Ashley for your beautiful reply!
I love the ‘buzzard calls’ in this one.
Hi Joanna, thank you for your comment. My haiku was written last year and I added a short video then. Here is a link (you’ll need your speaker volume turned up):
A very inspiring haiku, Ashley…really great. I learned something new too, as I didn’t realize that “hawk” was a general term for the different kinds of bird of prey.
Hi Maddy, here in the UK we could use a general term like ‘hawk’ or more accurately ‘raptor’ referring to many different birds of prey, like Golden Eagle, Red Kite, Goshawk, Kestrel or Buzzard.
I used to be a volunteer who recorded sightings of any raptors locally (I’m in Northern Ireland, still a part of the UK., on the island of Ireland). Raptors were all but exterminated on these islands in the 18th and 19th centuries; shot or poisoned in ignorance! Nowadays, there is a better understanding of nature and hopefully their re-introduction in the 20th century will see their numbers increase.
Thank you for your interest and for your comment. 🤗🙋♂️
Hi Ashley, the time you spent as a volunteer recorder of sightings is very inspiring. Yes, I agree…it’s encouraging. I am looking forward to watching your video clip, “Buzzard calls”. Thank you for clarifying…over here hawk is a name for a certain species. The hawk I see the most in Northern California is the “Red-Shouldered Hawk”. I am partial to them, they are very beautiful!
Happy bird watching. Have a great weekend 🤗🙋♂️
Thank you Ashley. Have a great week-end too. 🙂
Per usual, Mark, you have provided such a great informative post. This one has also provided me with some ideas for haiku. I will share a haiku (or two) about birds in flight. Most have been written in the past, but I’m sure I’ll write a new one off-the-cuff.
the gray lake meets
gray skies
–a bald eagle soars
~Nancy Brady, 2020
mating ritual…
bald eagles’ talons entangle
spiraling in freefall
~Nancy Brady, 2021, published in Blo͞o Outlier #3
patriots
the few, the proud, the Marine
fledglings off to war
~Nancy Brady, published in Three Breaths 2013
the shadow above…
sparrows take off
in a whoosh of wings
~Nancy Brady, 2024
#offthecuffhaiku
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As soon as I read your post, Mark, I wanted to write a haiku using the Cree’s name for July’s full moon. It seemed like the perfect time to use it considering your prompt. Of course, I promptly forgot in my quest to find haiku I’d written in the past to share; however, here’s another off-the-cuff haiku from me.
feather moulting moon
loss of down becomes
first flight feathers
~Nancy Brady, 2024
It may needs some work yet, as I am still learning how to fly.
PS. My favorite haiku this week is Jane Reichhold’s scrub jay haiku.
Hi Nan, These are all great. As a veteran, I really like “patriot”. It makes me think about how young I was when I enlisted and how much I didn’t know. I was just a mere fledgling, still learning how to drive!
Mark, Thanks for the kind words. From the time I wrote patriot, which I originally wrote for the Yuki-Teiki contest (modified slightly to fit the 5/7/5 requirement), I loved it for its message.Glad it resonated with you. ~Nan
Hi Nan, I love how you intertwine the Cree’s name for July full moon, “feather moulting moon” into the theme of learning to fly…a joy to read.
Hi Madeleine,
Thank you again for your kind remarks about my ‘ku. I have started a file of all the full moon names that Mark has shared with us. It’s a goal of mine to write haiku for all of them. Whether I’ll do it or not remains to be seen, but I certainly hope to. ~Nan
PS. When I wrote “loss of down” and read it later, I wondered if anyone would think of football instead. Sometimes the way my mind works….
All splendid haiku, Nan. The imagery of “…the gray lake meets gray skies…” exhilarates… and “The patriots” resonates..it’s so heart breaking. Well done on all of them. I really enjoy the blue angels that come each year in the spring. This time we went on base not too far away to see the show and visit some of the aircraft. 🙂 It was very inspiring.
Thanks, Madeleine, for commenting (positively) on my haiku. You’ve made me smile.
I have never seen the Blue Angels up close, but I’ve lived near enough to some of the air shows that I’ve seen them flyover. Just watching them fly is impressive enough that I can imagine that being there as they go through their paces has to be awesome. ~Nan
Glad I could make you smile, Nan. It was…it’s marvelous to see them flying over head, as well! 🙂 Hope you are having a great Sunday!
An inspiring and fun pursuit, Nan. I find many of the names of the moon Mark posts intriguing and very helpful when writing our weekly responses.😀
With all the full moon names there are, it wouldn’t be difficult to write at least one haiku per name. It could become a chapbook, Maddy. I use them as a jumping off point when I write haiku for the weekly prompts, too. Have a fabulous Sunday.
Thank your Mark as always, for your well presented curated details.
I like the idea of dumplings as appetite openers. I had not thought of that idea perhaps in thin soups.
Thanks for the beautiful selection of poems. So much to choose from all very good. Since my leanings are always Basho:
I like the poignant whimsy in:
A hawk in the flesh
is more reliable than
one in a dream
Being useless,
my daydreams are disturbed
by noisy warblers
Hope you have a lovely weekend, Mark. Blessings.
Hi Suzette, Great pair of haiku to select as your favorites! When I found these, they seemed related in some way. Glad you liked them.
Have a great weekend.
Thank you, Mark, for the best wishes!
My favorite today is Reichhold’s ‘Lunch” haiku. Hawk haiku have a lot of possibilities. Here is one of mine:
mocking birds screech
flying in agitation:
quietly hawk waits
Peace,
LaMon
Hi LaMon, Yes, the hawk seems to have so much haiku potential! I like how your haiku highlights the relationships between predator and prey, and some of the nuisance of bird language. They are more aware than most people give them credit for.
Thanks for sharing and I hope you have a good weekend.
Thanks Mark.
LaMon
LaMon,
Yes, you got it! Here, we have a Cooper’s hawk that preys upon birds in the neighborhood, or at least, it tries to. The crows and the blue jays call out when they detect the hawk, which warns the smaller birds like the sparrows. ~Nan
LaMon,
This haiku resonates with me, but in our neighborhood the crows and blue jays do the screeching.
Here is a poem I write quite a few years ago about the hawk that lived near the steeple of the church down the street. It’s not a haiku, but…
Santuary
White steeple church
provides sanctuary,
even to nesting birds.
Yet, not for all.
A predator lurks, stalking, killing
gulls mostly, leaving behind
a bird foot, or bloodied feathers, and
once, two wings connected
by a bit of sinew.
Somehow, appropriate looking like
angels’ wings.
~Nancy Brady, 2017
Thanks for sharing the poem. I like it a lot! The ending, of course, draws several images from the context together. Wonderfully imagined. Peace, LaMon
Thanks, LaMon, for those kind remarks about my poem, and for not mentioning the typo of I write rather than the correct I wrote. Sometimes my fingers type faster than my brain is working; it’s either that or Otto Correct is after me again. ~Nan
lol, we share similar experiences with typos. I didn’t even notice yours (which may explain why I don’t initially notice mine!).
Thanks, LaMon. Appreciate your kind comment about my poem. ~Nan
Hi LaMon…there is so much to your haiku and much to ponder. The last line says it all!
Thanks Maddy
Peace, LaMon
Peace to you, too LaMon.
Hi Mark, this is another wonderful collection of information and haikus. When I saw “hawk” my thoughts immediately went to the Cooper’s Hawk (or Sharp-shinned Hawk) that’s been in our neighborhood, killing finches and eating them atop a light pole. The sidewalk and street below are splattered with white waste–SLICE!–which I fortunately wasn’t hit by one day when watching said hawk dining on the pole.
gaping house wren beaks
parents deliver insects
fuel for that first flight
Tracy,
Like your haiku about the wrens.
We have a neighborhood Cooper’s hawk that preys on our smaller birds. That is, unless the crows and jays see it first, then they start calling out a warning and they and the smaller birds scatter. It still does pretty well, and I have found bird parts and feathers on my walks around the area. ~Nan
Hi Nan, those hawks will be hawks, won’t they? It can be hard to see but I remind myself it’s that whole circle of life thing.
I agree with you, Tracy. It is the nature of hawks to prey on smaller birds and animals. I know it’s necessary, but it is hard to watch. I often find myself watching Nature on PBS, and I have to turn away from the screen when I know an animal is about to be taken down by a predator. That’s the food chain/circle of life thing for sure. ~Nan
Hi Tracy, What a story about the Cooper’s Hawk!
Very nice haiku about for this week with great imagery. I like how you have worked in the life stages. I hope you have a good rest of your week and thanks for the comment!
Wishing you a good week, Mark!
great haiku, Tracy. Send them off with a full tummy. Good fuel for that first flight. Thanks for sharing.
Belated thank-you, Selma!
Hi Tracy, a tender haiku about an upcoming first flight of fledglings…a joy to read.
Belated thank-you, Maddy!
Awww! Hope you have a lovely week, Tracy! 🙂
https://benjamintonkin.wordpress.com/2024/07/20/20-7-24a-haiku/
Hi Ben, A very nice haiku that educates and informs! Well done.
Thank you.
Hi Ben, I really like your haiku. I learned a lot about this kind of wonderful parrot!
Off the cuff from my Friday haiku practice, thanks to SeasonWords. ~Darcy
cat in the grass spots
a low flying cardinal
close call
Thank you Darcy for the wonderful image of the swooping cardinal almost caught unawares of the cat. A delightful read. Well done. Kudos
Hi Darcy, This is wonderful. I know this scene well! Luckily, our cats are horrible hunters and just watch the birds from their catio.
I am glad your post made it through the comment moderation gauntlet this week!
Like this haiku. Glad the cat didn’t get the cardinal. We once had a bird (not sure the kind of bird) who would dive-bomb our cat just for kicks. I’m sure our cat thought she’d catch that bird, but she never did.
Beautiful: lucky for the bird. The seagull I spotted wasn’t that lucky this week. Blessings. Stay in the shade.
A great haiku, Darcy. I enjoyed your use of alliteration especially when read aloud!:)
This haiku gets its strength from the alliteration. Thanks for noticing, Maddy, and for the reminder to read haiku aloud. ~Darcy
Awww, your welcome, Darcy.
I really like this one Darcy, great observation.
still awake
a hawk’s cry
the plumage of rain
Joanna Ashwell
Hi Joanna, Thanks for adding this one to the conversation! Line 3 is very creative! I like it.
Thank you Mark.
I agree with Mark, Joanna. The “plumage of rain” is memorable and visual. ~Nan
Thank you.
I enjoyed reading your haiku, Joanna…full of imagery.
Thank you so much.
Joanna –
I remember being at the shore (beach) and seeing a storm coming in… it did look like the tail plumage of a very large bird!
Thank you Jules.
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My apologies Mark for the first linkt is incorrect .
Hi Suzette, Great poem for this week! No worries about the link.
This is beautiful Suzette. I am very sorry I am so late with my responses.
Oh no worries Maddy. Its all good. Any time is good really. Thank you. Happy weekend!! Blessings.
Awww. 🙂 Thanks Suzette. Happy weekend to you too! Blessings, too!
Thank you, Maddy!. Cheers.
Hi Mark and everyone, I apologize for joining so late.
I loved reading about the dumpling and the different names of the July moon.
I am touched by Issa’s ”…fledging faces..”… It is really lovely to visualize.
Here are my offerings:
whenever my children cook dim sum…
the dumplings
which warm our hearts
I read recently that the word, “dim sum” means to touch the heart.
~ ~ ~
It said to cook
for 15 minutes
should have been 30
half baked
salmon moon
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It was actually a turkey vulture we saw but “turkey vulture” seems to have one too many syllables for this haiqua:)
my son notices a vulture
perched on the elm tree
soon he flies
to the oak
…then to sit on the fence. This series of events happened last week, in that order for three consecutive days. I think he was after the little mouse rustling around in the leaves. Fortunately he wasn’t successful as the little mouse is still rustling around in the leaves.
I will be back soon to re-read all the beautiful poems by our fellow poets 🙂
Hi Maddy, I didn’t know dim sum meant touch the heart! I learned another new thing today!
Lovely, Mark! 🙂
Maddy –
We have vultures in our area. I think they look for already ‘cooked’ meals… Leftovers from the variety of hawk? They are huge birds aren’t they!
Ha on the salmon. Often SIL under cooks hers, but last week it was ‘well done!’ I use a meat thermometer. It isn’t the fancy one that you can read while your food is cooking. Once I forgot to change the temp from C to F… and wondered why it was taking so long… Hubby figured it out though!
Hi Jules, Yes, these vultures are huge…I think I will get hold of a thermometer at target…that’s funny. lol. I hope you got it out in time. 🙂
We were able to eat it! 😀
🙂
Wonderful info as always, Mark. Thanks. So I wrote a post belatedly. It will publish tomorrow, in the meantime, I still want to contribute before the next prompt comes along… I’m running late. In Thursday’s post: Here’s Part i
On July 21st, the full moon night was cloudy. So the following evening found me sitting at the beach reading and waiting to see the moon rise. I read as much as the skylight allowed until a crow, dodging the waves, caught my interest. I drew near, to find it was pecking at the last bits of a seagull that rolled in with the slapping waves.
What happened? What caused the seagull to give up? And did it get a glimpse of the Buck Moon last night?
(written on Monday, July 22nd, 2024)
heatwave: Summer waves
lapping hard on the seashore
carcass of a gull
Copyright ©️ selma
Kigo: Summer waves, gull, heatwave
Not a “bird in flight” as Mark’s prompt specifies but one that did a lot of flying until this sweltering summer heat did it in. 🙇🏽♀️(or perhaps it’s still in flight…)
I had to tell you guys because I know you understand.
Part ii coming tomorrow.
Thanks dearly Mark and all. xoxo 🎐🎐🎐
Hi Selma, You have set such a vivid scene here with the heat, the beach, and the action of the birds. I’ll head over to your post now to read part 2!
I don’t know how Fridays come so fast. 💨
I’m moving slow. Bee well, dear friend.
Very poignant, Selma but there is sweetness. I am glad you posted. I am in the same boat, running late, too.
Bless you Maddie. Please rush nothing. This heat is horrible. Take care. Xo 🤗
Bless you too, Selma. It is:/ Take care as well, my friend.🥰