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Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Winter Haiku


Prayer

woody fingers stretch

stripped ebony limbs beseech

beg winter's mercy




Interior Decorating

Icicles curtain

Windows to a frost-tipped world

Inside, white-hot fire


Soul Food

Chocolate-brimmed mugs

cinnamon buns with icing

altar offerings





Quilt

ragged print patches

rub rough against pale dry skin

mothballs scent old wool



Woodstove

Rusty steel hinges

creak, ashes spill fire-hot on floor

frosty nostrils singe



Biscuits

flour, soda, salt

butter, milk, mix together

bake, eat--piping hot





Strawberry Jam

Jars of summer's sun

sweeten winter's sere cellar

hold sunlight hostage



Sleep

pile on blankets

snuggle deep in fleece cocoons

recover lost dreams


9 comments:

  1. I loved these!!!!!!
    Amy

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  2. Thanks, Amy. I think I was trying to capture winter's senses, now that I read what I wrote I can see the underlying idea, which I didn't realize as I wrote--sights, smells, tastes, textures. But I missed sounds. What does winter sound like?

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  3. The first one's my very favourite, but the last one comes close. Together they make a wonderful portrait of winter pleasures!

    As to the sounds? I think one of winter's best features is its hush and silence: everyone hunkered down, snow keeping the dry leaves quiet, birds gone away south. So maybe you *did* capture the sounds, by leaving them out? LOL

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  4. Those are very evocative haiku.

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  5. The quiet--that's the sound I want, Susan. You're right.

    Thank you, Tipper and Nessa. Haiku are an exercise in word selection, like Susan's Monday Microfiction. You have to choose carefully to convey just the impression/feeling you seek.

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  6. And you picked great words! They are doing exactly what you wanted. I love the last one - the warm cocoon - my favorite place in the winter.

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  7. Lovely. I feel cocooned in your comfortable, loving home when I read these.

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  8. Lovely. I feel cocooned in your comfortable, loving home when I read these.

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