374. Cleanse 

About the joy of fresh Japanese sushi and sashimi…  Once deep in the briney chill, You slip neatly, with quite a thrill, Between my chopsticks, sitting south,  Then north up to my grateful mouth. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, UK, 2016) 

348. Sushi (Guest)

About the danger of comfort…  Safe, sweet, naïve yam, Wrapped, rolled up in rice and roe, Blind to hungry mouth. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016) (Haiku submitted by my friend who wishes to remain anonymous).

192. Sushi 

One of my favourite meals is sushi. The simple pleasure of finely hewn fresh fish, soft rice, spicy wasabi, bitter ginger and a pair of well polished chopsticks. On this day, I also had a native Ontario craft beer. Not so healthy, but delicious. It inspired this haiku.  Salmon sliced slickly, Flakey rice all cobbled…