The engagement with nature that I find in much of American haiku is an engagement with the suburban garden. I would like to write and read more haiku that engages with a wider variance of nature—the mountain field, the horse, the moose, the osprey, the wild fish—and not just domesticated species of plants, squirrels, an occasional bird, and the sky. Those of course are wonderful things, but the natural world is so much more extensive than that.