Superb haiku about animals and the weather, preceded with an instructive note about the form--where it comes from, how it's defined, how to write it, how to read it. Harris (July Is a Mad Mosquito, 1994, not reviewed, etc.) makes his haiku a kind of lyrical punchline that holds readers by virtue of its melodic wistfulness as well as by virtue of its cleverness: ""Blue patches of noon--/the crows caw-cawling/on the telephone wire."" The woodcuts are completely of a piece with the poems. Manson creates spare nature scenes--birds in the fields, clouds in the sky, images that tend toward the abstract--to be pondered along with the words. A beautiful collection to be savored by readers even as it inspires them.