Haibun (Scorpio)
Poetry is my aeroplane
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Poetry is my aeroplane
I like this. It ends with a great “plot twist” and the Haiku literally gave me a shiver. Very good sense of aware. Honestly the first Haibun I’ve liked. No sense of the melancholia or morbid memories that identify the form. You saved it for the end.
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Thank you Pablo 🙂
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You see much more than I do on my morning walk, other walkers and joggers with and without dogs, lots of birds, building sites beginning to fire up, night watchmen and early arrivers stretching and scratching , unlike your sea the lake is calm and placid just as beautiful in its own way the tranquility of it probably reflex my advancing years, just a thought.
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How beautifully you’ve described the morning scene, Andy! I almost could feel the morning breeze blowing… 🙂
The look of the old, torn page has given the haibun a different mood… like retelling a long-forgotten fond memory…
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Thank you Mani – I have tried to format in WordPress with no great success, then I thought “what if I worked in Powerpoint, saved as a jpeg and import as a picture?” It worked! – I’m happy with the result, glad you like it too Mani 🙂
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That’s a great idea indeed. Maybe I’ll try it too.
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Aah, does morning walks…beautiful and relaxing. Wonderfully described a walk of yours. XxX
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At least you guys walk in the morning. I troll social media and frantically prepare for work in my morning.
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This has an old feel to it, Andy. Like a long ago memory, while you were young and becoming acquainted with the “ways of the world.” I liked the haibun. It was a little abrupt, not as sure drag queens is still not as human sounding. Am I wrong to think this may have changed. . . (?)
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Thanks for reading 🙂 This was a fresh memory for me – in fact I wrote it upon returning from my morning walk and ‘meeting’ the drag-queen/crossdressser/transvestite… not sure of the appropriate word, but I hear all of the terms used without malice on occassion 🙂 I do love seeing the last few stars in the sky, just before the sunrise. I like to imagine those philosophers and celestial observers of ancient Roman time joining the stars, to create the constellations we know today.
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