Lewis Alexander’s three-line poem reads like a worried thought arriving in autumn. The speaker asks what will happen if the wind blows and the dead leaves scatter. On the surface, it is a simple seasonal image: leaves that have already died are now at the mercy of the next gust. But the questions feel more personal than that. There is anxiety here about loss and change—about what happens after something has already ended and can still be blown apart. The leaves could stand for any fragile thing: a relationship, a hope, a memory. Because the questions have no answers, the mood stays suspended and uneasy. It is quiet, melancholy, and full of anticipation, as if the speaker is waiting for a wind that has not yet arrived but feels inevitable.
Japanese Hokku 4 — Summary
What if the wind blows? What if the leaves are scattered, Now that they are dead?